Going for a Dive

Back to the present.

The pouring rain continued to rain upon him. Achilles looked at the viscous dark red liquid in his hand, unsure whether his plan would work. But naturally, his time was running out, leaving him with no other options.

Crack!

The grasp of the giant tentacles tightened as the ship continued being crushed under its enormous pressure. He heard occasional sounds of weapons colliding with each other coming from the other side of the ship. It must have been caused by the rest of the cohort in an effort to make the monster release its grasp.

But as far as he knew, their effort wasn't proving to be much effective since there was no sign that the Corrupted would release anytime soon. 

'It's too strong! What rank is this thing?! Why can't I sense it?!'

Crack!