Charles felt darkness sweep before his eyes, and the next second, he felt his diving suit being hit by hard objects of varying degrees. Everything around him was constantly writhing, pushing him towards the depths of darkness.
"Hiss~" A sharp tooth with a barb just got stuck on the anti-collision net in front of him.
"Damn it! Something swallowed us! We're in its mouth; we have to find a way out!"
After quickly assessing the environment, Charles didn't say another word and reached for the short staff strapped to his calf.
Just then, a muffled boom came from outside, and the surroundings shook violently.
Charles, however, felt a surge of relief; the Unicorne was attacking them with torpedoes.
Another violent tremble shook the air, and Charles's hand finally grasped the Thunderbolt Short Stick at his waist.
He flipped his right hand and viciously stabbed the short staff into the flesh wall.
Electric arcs jumped around, causing the light to flicker erratically.
