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Eva cursed into her regulator. Where was Finn going? She’d thought they had a plan, but now the wholphin was swimming away from them, with the Tylosaurus following.
The dose of midazolam in Finn’s syringe was only enough to sedate Romeo, not put down a fully grown sea dragon. Eva’s hope had been that it was nevertheless enough to slow the beast down, just enough so that she could go in with her own, higher-dose syringe of midazolam, which she’d affixed to the arrow on her compound fishing bow. But now Finn was leading the Tylosaurus away, and she wouldn’t get the opportunity.
Taffy whistled to her. Eva, hold on.
Eva barely had time to grasp the dolphin’s dorsal fin before she shot off into the ocean, chasing after Finn and the Tylosaurus. Finn was moving fast, and it was all
