Novel & Cerita Scales: Mermaids Are Real 2

He returned accompanied by a pair of older fellows and was holding a metal box in his hands. The metal mermaid alumina; it was called that because it was made from the scales of Sea Kings which were 100ft tall mermaid shaped creatures that had tridents for arms. Xasha wanted one of those tridents, the metal was the best Xasha had known for storing and channeling mana to cast spells.

From a safe distance, they watched as the Mer played in the shallow waters near the beach and saw several shift into their legged selves in order to run across the sand. “Oh, look,” Meguitte said, pointing in wonder at a Merman who sat upon a rock, his frilled tail toying in the water, as he combed his long blue hair out. His eyes caught Meguitte’s gesture, and he bared sharply pointed teeth in a grin that was equally flirtatious and dangerous. “Look there,” Thaelen chuckled. “Between the rocks. I guess that answers how Merfolk f-k.” “Thaelen,” she nudged him in the ribs. “Shhh. Don’t be so crude.”

he inquired. “Yes, sir. She won’t survive more than five months. Her scales have deteriorated even further, and she’s not looking fit for sale. Shall we proceed to examine the other options?” the director asked. “Provide me with her details,” I requested. “Alpha, let’s inspect the other mermaids. That mermaid is too ugly even to be an inch near you,” Jarek mind-linked me. I brushed off his suggestion and silenced his link. “Her details,” I demanded from the hesitant director.

In her hands was a large snail shell, its surface glistening faintly. Rhea’s eyes narrowed. “Why are you holding that?” “It holds my secret,” Mermaid said, placing it into Rhea’s hands. “Take it.” Rhea nearly snatched it, suppressing a victorious grin. So the great Mermaid hands me her weakness on a platter? How stupid can she be? “I can only use my tail in water,” Mermaid continued calmly. “But if even a drop touches me on land, it will force the change—and I will die.”

"My friends won't harm us." As Nerissa observes the mermaid's appearance, the connection between her and the sharks becomes evident. The mesmerizing swaying of her shark-like tail and the striking resemblance to the magnificent creatures bestow upon her a profound significance. Sharks, known as the spirit animals of the Merfolk of Tazmanridge, hold a sacred place in their culture. It's a realization that adds depth and resonance to the mermaid's signs.

Also, people were too afraid to go there since trespassers who tried to break in either never returned or too afraid to ever go back to that place again. “Brother, do you think what they said was true that snakes below are as big as a thick tree?” I asked. “Maybe. If mermaids exist then, so are humongous snakes.” Jiro answered seriously. Rigo laughed by what our brother has said. “Really, Jiro? Mermaids are real?” Rigo was barely holding his laughter. “There’s enough facts that showed mermaids are real! They even have a photo.” Rigo stopped laughing and answered, “Really? Wow. I thought you’re joking.”

Moreover, the mermaid's scales could change into various shapes, which was amazing. “If the scales are used to make a weapon, it’ll definitely be the best treasure. Not only can it attack and defend, but also…” Before Philip could finish his words, he heard Yule's father coughing violently. He seemed in pretty bad shape. “Rascal, go and look at the fish. She’s not an ordinary fish but a mermaid I found by chance! According to ancient records, there are many similar creatures in the world of the gods, and they're a force to be reckoned with. They can hail rain and storm with a flip of their hands!

There was nothing to say that what I had seen wasn’t real. Louis’ lips tilted into a half smile. “Amelia, there are more things out there than you realize. But, yes. Mermaids are real, so are sirens and a whole host of other creatures out there.” I nodded, unable to say anything. Just watching my love walk deeper into the water, he stopped when it reached the tops of his calves. Turning towards me, he held out a hand, “Come here.” Gulping, I looked out at the rolling waves. Fear made its way up my spine and cold sweat dripped down my lower back. I stepped closer to the water. What if the waves pulled me under and I was swept out to sea?

haha We have come close to the three mermaids. The bald one has a wound in the chest and the other is holding a spear made of rusted iron with a tentacle-like head. The water was mixed with blood and suddenly I was nervous because aren't sharks sensitive to blood? What if the MEG is here? That might just turn us into a toothpick. The two mermaids looked at us and suddenly their mouths opened without a sound. They seem to be talking but we can't hear anything!

haha We have come close to the three mermaids. The bald one has a wound in the chest and the other is holding a spear made of rusted iron with a tentacle-like head. The water was mixed with blood and suddenly I was nervous because aren't sharks sensitive to blood? What if the MEG is here? That might just turn us into a toothpick. The two mermaids looked at us and suddenly their mouths opened without a sound. They seem to be talking but we can't hear anything!