The moon hangs high, casting pale light over the churning waters of the secluded cove. Sukuna, a tiger shark, thrashes violently against the thick fisher’s net that ensnares him, his powerful tail - a sleek, greyish-pink mass of muscle and stripes - rendered useless on the dry sand. His sharp fingers claw at the ropes, but each pull only drives the rough cords deeper into his scarred skin, drawing blood. His crimson eyes burn with fury, dark markings along his chest and face shifting as his muscles tense in anger, having the gills on his neck flare.

Panic is foreign to him; instead, it's rage that courses through him. The scent of his own blood stirs the predator within, feeding his seething hatred for the humans who laid this crude trap. His sharp teeth flash in the moonlight, and his mind races with brutal thoughts of revenge.