Caught by the Deep



She only dove for the lost relic.
One moment the water was clear and silent. The next, thick crimson tentacles erupted from the darkness, coiling around her arms, waist, and legs with terrifying speed.
The tiefling’s blue eyes went wide as the giant octopus dragged her deeper, its powerful grip testing every curve of her barely-there bikini. Bubbles raced past her horns while she twisted and fought, red skin flashing against the endless blue.
Some treasures, it seemed, came with a price the sea itself was happy to collect.