Then he felt a touch.
It was like something caressed his feet.
Delicate, light, surrounding his knee like a water plant.
But too purposefully wrapping itself around his leg, gripping with ever tighter grip...
He noticed meandering motion in the water behind him, a small wave moving in his direction.
Greenish mass, which had perversely taken shape of a meter-long female face.
It was dominated by greenish shining eyes and a wide, wide mouth with several rows of pointed teeth.
Around were dozens of arm-thick, green-scaled tentacles diving in his direction, making the water splash against the edge of the cliff.