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into its stomach with the other. It wailed a hissing cry as a fountain of green goo came gushing from its belly. I pushed the creature off of me and the waves took it away. What on Earth was that thing?
    The fight wasn't over, though. With its dying yelp, the creature had called its friends to avenge its slaughter. The waters around me began to spout and pop. From the dark sea, more amphibian humanoids emerged to feast upon my helpless position.
    I unsheathed my lengthy knife and lobbed it into the closest head. The ravenous life form immediately ceased its approach, glowing eyes dimmed. My magnetic glove, linked specially with my blade, then brought the hilt from out of its forehead and back into my palm. Again, I hurled the knife, brought it back, and flung it out once more. One by one, their assault was spreading thin, but they were splashing their way closer and closer every time.
    Suddenly, more backup arrived. The creatures of slime and goop were coming in packs, loads of them. Where were they all coming from?
    Switching to my sidearm, I slowly retreated back to my vessel as I sent a few wallops into the oncoming attack. Every round tore the gooey monsters apart, like blowing seeds from a dandelion after making a wish. Their slime proved flammable as every bullet sent their bodies ablaze.
    For all its carnage, taking time to shoot was just slowing me down. Every second, the aquatic arena got smaller. Ceasing fire, I turned to make a run for it. Frantically, I sloshed back to my celestial ship.
    I radioed out, "Far Stranger, power up the engines, now!"
    "Ability to fly has been compromised," informed my personal artificial intelligence into the radio. "Stranded. Craft will never make it out of the sea."
    I shouted back, "I wasn't planning on it, but prepare the ship for takeoff anyway. I've got an idea."
    "Then I hope you have something to hold onto," spoke the gloomy voice.
    Peering over my shoulder, a cycling vibration started to swirl from the dual thrusters behind me. With a fiery roar, the propulsion system sent a massive geyser of steaming water up into the air. The waves tremored, aggressively rippling toward me and my confused assailants. I dipped under the surf and quickly swam out of danger's range, wrestling and swerving through the creatures along the way.
    Returning to my celestial ship from the opposite side, I climbed up onto its nose only to find that I had a follower at my heels. It reached for my ankle and bit down through the thick leather of my combat boot. I howled out as I drew my hefty gun from its holster. Click, click, the chamber was flooded! With the sole of my free foot, I didn't hesitate to smash the creature's face in. Breaking free from its oily grasp, I then clamored toward the cockpit with my adrenaline pumping.
    Once seated, I seized the control stick without wasting any more time and slammed it hard to the left. The ship began to wildly spin in the sea, counterclockwise and gaining speed with every rotation. The bloodthirsty monstrosities were increasingly progressing to come at me from all directions. The twirling thrusters served to burn through the bulk of their onslaught, but some had already made it onto the top of the craft.
    "Far Stranger, we're going to have overload all power supplies," I bellowed as I closed the overhead hatch. "Engage this heap into a self-destruct mode! I want you to blow the whole thing up, just make sure you eject me before you do!"
    He asked with practicality, "Do you require a spacesuit?"
    I derided, "Does it really look like I have the time for that right now?"
    A slimy hand was already clawing to get in, banging away at the cockpit glass. Annoyed, I pounded the glass back with my fist in an attempt to scare it away like a bothering fly. The angered creature paused to shriek at me before continuing on with its rattling barrage.
    Inside, the engines whined as a warning alarm split my poor ears. With all haste, I strapped on my flight mask, leveling out my

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