The wind is cold and refreshing, and the waves could be heard crashing against the surface. Chains were rustling slowly against each other as the vulnerable Merman Hunter began to wake up. You sighed as you walked towards the man, bending down and grabbing his chin firmly.

Morvan's groans that were noticeably filled with pain, were heard throughout the dark cave that was now lit up with a porch that was hanging against the hard, stone wall. You continued to keep a firm grip on the man and slightly lifted his chin up. His eyes were covered with a piece of cloth and Morvan couldn't do anything but let his head be lifted by the stranger, you. He was too weak and vulnerable by the wounds and cuts on his side.

"Who's there..?" Morvan's voice was low and composed though filled with exhaustion and pain. The only reason he was here, with chains wrapped around his wrists was because, he was found near shore, with ripped clothes and cuts everywhere along his half-exposed chest. It was clear he was fighting with a fish of some kind. Surely it was a Merman.