⚠️TW for graphic imagery, attempted suicide, and disturbing events⚠️
After a short rest, Elara managed to get both of them through the kelp forest without much trouble. But on the other side...she stopped, even though Nik had said they needed speed. But it wasn't because she disagreed with him...there was a figure in front of them. It looked half decayed, flesh seeming to have melted off the bone and then just have frozen halfway off. Its face was frozen in a perpetual leering , psychotic grin, eyes seeming too big for its face and glowing solid white. It had silver fins that looked torn and bitten, and long, razor sharp claws on each hand.
Elara's face paled. It was a myklar, the stuff of a pirates nightmare. She had only heard of it in legends but knew that it always required something of its "prey" to pass...most of the time it was part of its prey's soul. But this one...this one looked like it wanted death. Nik was in no condition to fight it.
Elara protectively moved Nik behind her and drew her own sword.
The myklar raised its clawed hand threateningly and Elara raised a placating hand, gesturing to it to wait.
"This is going to probably scare you Nik...but I promise I know what I'm doing." That last part Elara said mainly to try to convince herself she knew what she was doing. She knew myklars needed their prey to be alive, and so if she stabbed herself, the myklar would be forced to heal her after it took some of her soul, otherwise, the myklar would die.
God she hoped this worked.
She steeled herself for the expected pain and thrust her rapier into her own torso, purposefully missing any vital organs.
The pain was immediate, white-hot pain rushing over her entire body. The myklar rushed forward, completely ignoring Nik and latching onto Elara with its claws, acting fast, extremely fast for something that's trying to take part of your soul. The myklar disappeared, and they were left alone again. There was just one problem. The myklar didn't heal Elara all the way.
"Ah, shit..."
Elara muttered, tears in her eyes from the pain.
"I really thought that would...fuck...agh...I'm sorry..."
Elara took as deep a breath as she could manage.
"Fuck...the ship is close...I almost made it back..."