I grunted as a sharp pang of pain ripped through my abdomen, each pulse a reminder of the recent fight's brutality. The coral sheets beneath me, once vibrant and alive, now felt rough and unyielding, pressing into my back as I leaned slightly to ease the ache. My breaths were shallow, each inhale laced with discomfort, a stark reminder of the toll that battle had taken on me. I could hear my heart pounding against my ribs like a war drum, echoing the chaos that surrounded me.
Before my weary eyes, a tempest of emotions unfolded as Leviathan and Ocean engaged in a fierce verbal duel, fueled by a desperation born from worry. Leviathan, his scarred visage illuminated by the dim glow of the underwater arena, took an assertive step forward, urgency lacing his words. "She's my lover! I get to heal her!" His voice was a thunderous roar, a primal declaration of ownership, his protective instincts flaring brightly.
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