It didn't take long. Tasik was calling for her sooner than she expected, prompting her to glance up and realise with a pang of dismay he was running away from her. Saving her breath, Anemone picked up the pace to her hunting partner's side, attempting to keep pace with him as he hurried towards a grey blob in the distance.

Was that a seal? How unlucky for the beast... and for her, in some way. She could only hope it was dead already. She wasn't starting to feel that awful burning in her chest, nor the light-headedness, but she knew it was coming. They attempted to keep their breath steady, preparing for a bitter hunt.

Unsure if it was alive, because it still wasn't moving, Nemo moved away from Tasik and towards the ocean, attempting to cut off the seal's exit as best as she could.