“Most curious.” The Dragon sat still for a moment. “I suppose you’d like to go back to your ship?” It tilted it’s head, examining him. “I seem to recall entrusting you with an important task.”
His indecisive thoughts allowed the tentacle time to catch him off guard, suddenly yanking him towards the edge. The sea frothed wildly in that direction, as the head of the beast began to surface. Clearly intending Dolphus as a more substantial meal than the ghost sailors.