Chapter 84: The Tide’s Desire
"So, let me get this straight," Diana said, nakedly tossing another log onto their campfire while her bare breasts bobbed... breastily. "The Tide tried to fuck you with water tentacles, thinks you’re Eternia—who she happens to hate—and wants you to come back alone on the new moon. And you’re actually considering it?"
Grace hugged her knees to her chest as she sighed. The fire danced in front of her while their clothes, still damp from their insane, watery encounter, laid on a line above, drying.
"I don’t have much choice. The villagers will all turn into fish people if we don’t figure something out."
"You always have a choice," Diana countered, not bothering to cover up as she poked the fire with a stick. "Like choosing not to get tentacle-groped by a horny water demon."
Grace’s face heated up just thinking about those cool, slick appendages that had wrapped around her legs. She’d never admit it, but there’d been something almost... pleasant about the sensation before Diana had come charging in like a topless barbarian.
"Okay, but—"
"No buts!" Diana leaned forward, her short black hair framing her face in a way that made her gray eyes look even fiercer. "I’m not letting you swim out to get molested by some ancient, watery pervert. There has to be another way."
Meridian looked up from her scroll, eyes narrowing.
"Did you say The Tide believes Grace is Eternia?"
"Yeah," Grace sighed. "She got really mad, started yelling about how I abandoned her for millennia. She’s convinced I’m Eternia in disguise or something."
The scroll hit the ground with a soft thud as Meridian scrambled closer, practically vibrating with excitement. Her blue hair practically stood on end.