I'm a Stingray?

Quick to calculate what would happen if the young stingray kept swimming in that same direction, Tim decided to take a different base of action.

His eyeballs rolling around for solutions, he spotted an opportunity hidden amongst the coral.

His IQ wasn't necessarily large enough to become an expert battle strategist, but we can't devalue the solution he filtered out amongst all other choices.

Taking a peek back at Harold the eel and at the same time hearing Drake explode out of the coral the young stingray left behind, this solution felt even better to take action upon.

Finally taking a significant swim downwards, escaping Drake's jaws by just a few inches, Tim slightly heard the two enemies collide against each other, heads bumping.

It was barely hearable considering the commotion these two enemies caused from all that swimming.

After swimming downwards, on his left Tim had a bit of coral that's straight in figure but as if carved in as well.

By carved in, we place value on the fact that the coral is wide and smooth enough to let Tim slip in a better spot.

The line Timothy slipped through felt like a runway, the only difference here is that the runway is sunken and would almost look like a pipe.

Good enough, Tim could swim through it swiftly and slipped through a bigger patch of coral that was on his left before.

As the two enemies took time to comprehend the situation, sadly all in one piece, Tim took the liberty to mock. "Haha, suckers!"

Through the same second he saw the corals hurrying near his eyes while the young stingray dashed forwards at full speed.

Coming in as an aid to his quickly built up plan, the coral seemed to sink just a half meter lower while taking a significant turn right.

Taking that route, it aided the young stingray to harshly confuse the enemies. He was already so small and disappearing in coral made the whole task harder for them.

And finally he found a larger opening about 15 meters from where the enemies were.

To aid this escape, he took a significant turn to the right, almost at a 180° pace.

Although Tim's personal IQ is 50, he did firmly understand that the more twists and turns he swims through, the easier it was to confuse the enemy. Experience itself through those few short seconds aided that thought.

"Where did he go?!" Harold thundered, itching his head on the coral to wash the pain away.

Staggered in a few aspects, Drake answers with another question. "That little fucker is too fast, what does he eat?"

Firmly in denial, Harold the eel added. "He isn't fast, just small."

"Kiss my tail water suckers!" Timothy yelled out from the background as he found another opportunity to sink lower.

The coral in front of him was more like a 4 foot wide opening, seemingly connected to the large underwater cave Tim escaped from earlier.

"I sense where he is, follow me!" Drake shouted, twirling around a couple of times before he made for where Tim swam.

Weighing in another fact, Harold hollered. "We have to find that hide out, don't let him escape!"

Using the opportunity, Tim made for the big hole Drake bashed open through the coral earlier.

In other words, the young stingray was swimming back to the spot he started from, well close to it at least.

Not planning to discover what this cave can offer just now, Timothy slipped through that huge hole that was bashed open and made directly towards the left side of the starting point.

It was a grand idea to do so because the enemies are looking 10 meters away, on the right side, completely the opposite.

Heck of a move for a dumb stingray. Hell if his speed wasn't at level 5 right now, him becoming shark food would be the inevitable, speed was worth the sacrifice of 10 health points.

"Why are they looking for the den?" Tim thought as he swam through the coral, sinking deeper by the second.

And henceforth bad thoughts captivated the young boy's mind, as these bastards looking for the hideout can't be anything peachy. "Eh, there are like 20 sharks in the den. They can defend everyone until I get new recruits."

As he swam away further, hearing the two enemies yell at each other became the inevitable.

"Where did he go? How did you lose him?" Harold's tone echoed the loudest as if in charge.

Noticeably pissed by tone, Drake yelled back. "Shut the hell up and look for him that way."

Based by the sound of them, these enemies were still looking for Tim in that large cave. Oh well, helps him in the short run in terms of escaping.

But faster than the eye could blink, Tim was captivated by someone else's presence, two souls joined the scene actually.

To of which, Tim couldn't help giving a loud whisper after he jumped out of place, spooked because of the two jumped out of nowhere. "What are you two doing here?!"

"I'm Konon." One of them answered.

And the other followed. "I'm Koob."

"I know who you two are." Tim answered as he waved his fin for the puffer fish brothers to slip deeper in the coral.

"Marlo sent help." Koob clarified, finally shedding light to this weird encounter.

Waving for them to follow him out of danger, further towards the left, Tim questioned. "Why? I can handle this all alone just fine."

"I'm Konon." One of the puffer fish brothers repeated, a bit louder this time.

"I know who you are! But why did... oh wait you don't speak my language." Well this became a bigger hassle, the language barrier can get in the way big time.

"I'm Koob." The other brother felt the liberty to add.

Understanding by now that Marlo is smart and sent these two puffer fish brothers for a reason, Tim decided to just go with it and cited. "Okay just follow me, maybe you can help me."