I was surrounded by......Demonic Castaways

Demonic Castaways...or should I say ripped, soulless...Merpeople.

"W-What are these thing doing all the way in the Swhalili?!"

Merlin swam up besides me...

"They are looking for the Trident....."

The Trident- aka a fat fork...or a Merpeople weapon

"Why are they looking for the trident here...?"

She answered "Because you know were The Trident is.."

"S-so what are you handing me over t-to them?!"

She didn't answer...to be completely honest I didn't think I was gonna have to do this but...

I teleported to the Trident's location....my home.

In the rubble was The Trident...or should I say my Trident.

I had crafted The Trident to protect the Merpeople....

But people started to use it as a weapon.

So, I stowed it away....and now well. You know were it is.

I grabbed my Trident and went to the surface.

Zach was there waiting for me.

But then....

TBC 😉