As it's jaws clamp down around my head I grin, a mad, twisted blood thirsty thing.

"Perhaps I phrased that in terms you didn't understand, that were too complex for you. Maybe this will be better."

I tear my arms from their trapped position into the free area between the two jaws.

"FUCK YOU!"

And I explode into activerty. My hands, my legs, even my teeth rip and tear in a frenzy inside the beast, each hitting with force enough to pulverise concrete to a fine dust, inflicting so much damage on my self in the process that my regeneration can only just keep up.

Externally, my tentacles explode into motion. Two of them keep pulling at the jaws, smashing into them with force comparable to trucks and sharpness beaten only by the finest diamonds, my rage having sharpened the liquid muscle.

Another two tentacles furiously tear at the flesh of the beast, digging a large of hole as possible in the side of the beast.

The last two latch onto the rock formation in the middle, and using all of my considerable strenght start dragging the fish back up the rock, closer to breaking the surface all the time.

"I am not afraid of my death, for I have met him, looked him in the eye and said: 'Not today!' For death is the last refuge of the WEAK"
It's insides are pulped, and the contents of its stomach is violently ejected.
 
A small group of fishmen stand underwater at the bottom of the structure. Eventually, something incredibly long and black is swimming through the water. It moves partially on to the structure showing that it looks like a gigantic moray eel with legs. It grabs Rize's upper-body with its mouth, head first, and moves back in to the water hitting the star-man and Legion with its tail.

HOOOLY FUCK HOLY FUCK THIS IS SO MUCH WORSE THAN FISHMEN. I trip over backwards and make a sort of terrified, panicky crabwalk back away from the eel-thing. Also, OH CHRIST IT GOT TENTACLES OH GOD OH GOD I CAN'T DEAL WITH THIS AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH -

My tentacles stab the beast in sync, ripping into the flesh around its head and jaw.

-Or maybe Tentacles is more-or-less fine. Bizarrely, I feel a small burst of indignation rising beneath the gibbering terror. Friggin' superpowers.

Also, now I feel sort of terrible that my only response to seeing a teammate get just about eaten was panicked indignation. Sigh. Oh well.

"Now, in the name of Queen and Country," My tentacles position themselves round the edges of the fishes lips, even as I moved my hands and legs to braced against the interior and exterior parts of the mouth respectively, "Let Me GO!"

It's insides are pulped, and the contents of its stomach is violently ejected.

...Huh. British people are hardcore.

Well, seems that they don't need my help, thankfully. I keep an eye on the eel, but I make a point of scanning around the arena for any more regular fishmen as I stand back up. Wouldn't do for the guys who can actually fight this thing to get hit from the back while they're distracted, after all.
 
It's insides are pulped, and the contents of its stomach is violently ejected.
As the fish spits me out, I went flying across the room in a bundle of rags and bloody flesh. Almost all of my exposed skin was covered in cuts that were already closing, and my tentacles whip furiously behind me.

With a blood tinged grin on my face I looked like a triumphant goddess of war.

"Step one of the plan is complete. Boo yah!"

I would of course wait until I was healed before step two. There is no benefit for being stupid.
 
As the fish spits me out, I went flying across the room in a bundle of rags and bloody flesh. Almost all of my exposed skin was covered in cuts that were already closing, and my tentacles whip furiously behind me.

With a blood tinged grin on my face I looked like a triumphant goddess of war.

"Step one of the plan is complete. Boo yah!"

I would of course wait until I was healed before step two. There is no benefit for being stupid.
I see her horrible wounds and immediately move to her, my mouth closed for a few seconds to let saliva start to fill it before spitting it out on her. "There you go; you should be a bit better." I then turn to Legion. "Anything you've got for me?"
 
As the fish spits me out, I went flying across the room in a bundle of rags and bloody flesh. Almost all of my exposed skin was covered in cuts that were already closing, and my tentacles whip furiously behind me.

With a blood tinged grin on my face I looked like a triumphant goddess of war.

"Step one of the plan is complete. Boo yah!"

I would of course wait until I was healed before step two. There is no benefit for being stupid.

Hooooh boy. She looked... not healthy.

Also, not a lot of clothing left intact. Not enough flesh left intact for that to really be an issue, though. I hurried over and sort of hovered over her.

"...Ah, datsh... shit. Ah, shit, shit, why din' I learn firsht aid, shitshitshit-" wait.

Are her cuts... closing?

"...Yer healin'. Of courshe yer friggin' healin'. I dunno if I mentioned dish, but yer friggin' bullshit."

I see her horrible wounds and immediately move to her, my mouth closed for a few seconds to let saliva start to fill it before spitting it out on her. "There you go; you should be a bit better." I then turn to Legion. "Anything you've got for me?"

...I didn't know how to respond to that. I just stared down at the mess of saliva and blood, mildly queasy.

I let out a sigh and slump my shoulders.

"...I give up tryin' ter undershtand whatever the shit'sh goin' on here. Sherioushly, dish is... I don't even know."

I turn back to watching for fishmen, muttering under my breath.
 
"...I give up tryin' ter undershtand whatever the shit'sh goin' on here. Sherioushly, dish is... I don't even know."
"I agree, smelly rag man. Why would a giant aquatic creature have legs? It defies all logic."

While the Starman was mildly annoyed it's attack missed, at least the eel was massively injured, if not dead or dying. Even so, it would take the opportunity to recharge. It looked towards the eel.

The Starman tried PSI Magnet α!
 
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Thanks to everyone's efforts, we were able to save Rize from being eaten. Unfortunately, she sustained grievous wounds in the process. And Charlotte was still around.

Anything you've got for me?
While shooting the eel alongside my drone and turret, "I have medi-gel. Will that help?"
 
"I don't have enough omni-gel to cover you completely in armor. I can cover your weak points, however. Where are they? Also, you can stay near my turret. It provides kinetic barriers to nearby allies."
 
I sigh. "Never mind then. I don't really have any "weak points" so to speak. I just felt that being armored would make be a better tank."
 
I sigh. "Never mind then. I don't really have any "weak points" so to speak. I just felt that being armored would make be a better tank."
"Actually, I just got an idea. What if I make a collar for you which contains a shield generator? It should help you against physical attacks..."
 
"...Mass effect technology is rather lacking in terms of defenses against energy attacks..."
 
"Ah. Still, would probably be nice to have something."
My turret and drone covered me as I got to work. I used my omni-tool to scan KG, obtaining the right dimensions for the collar. I then used it and some of my omni-gel to design and create a simple collar with a shield generator contained inside it. The collar was primarily made of energized ablative ceramic plating for protection with an inner lining of nylon for comfort. I then gave the finished product to KG for him to wear.

"Here you go."
 
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My turret and drone covered me as I got to work. I used my omni-tool to scan KG, obtaining the right dimensions for the collar. I then used it and some of my omni-gel to design and create a simple collar with a shield generator contained inside it. The collar was primarily made of energized ablative ceramic plating for protection with an inner lining of nylon for comfort. I then gave the finished product to KG for him to wear.

"Here you go."
"Thanks." I say as I put on the collar. "So, how do I activate it?"
 
As the fish spits me out, I went flying across the room in a bundle of rags and bloody flesh. Almost all of my exposed skin was covered in cuts that were already closing, and my tentacles whip furiously behind me.

With a blood tinged grin on my face I looked like a triumphant goddess of war.

"Step one of the plan is complete. Boo yah!"

I would of course wait until I was healed before step two. There is no benefit for being stupid.
I simply give the woman a nod, inwardly relieved that she would be okay.

After all, she had more or less saved me earlier, it'd be rather odd if I wasn't at least thankful enough to feel that much.

"Success warriors. Successss..."
Not truly believing the nice voice, I continue to keep myself aware of the depths, mentally scanning it for even the slightest glimmer of spiritual energy.
 
I simply give the woman a nod, inwardly relieved that she would be okay.

After all, she had more or less saved me earlier, it'd be rather odd if I wasn't at least thankful enough to feel that much.


Not truly believing the nice voice, I continue to keep myself aware of the depths, mentally scanning it for even the slightest glimmer of spiritual energy.
All you see is a few fishmen leaving the cave.
 
I turned to the spirit, whose heat signature was rather small, like he was conserving energy or something. "...Do you need more ammo or something, Simo (@Deathclaw 2015)?"
 
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