At the break of dawn, Tim, Skendus, and Ortana made their way to the south side of the reef, which was hours away. It was a lengthy journey, but their fins didn't feel the first half of the distance, because they were pretty sleepy. That kept them numb.
The other half of the journey felt much more intense to them, however, because they started anticipating danger through every beating second. It was their understanding that the fish which were infected with that green stuff, often made very explosive movements, the anti-mana made them agile like that. They didn't want to get pounced on by a creature of such speed, so they kept an eye on their surroundings at all times, and hoped not to die so randomly!
In the spirit of their potential predicament, Tim expressed. “If those motherfuckers m
