The sight before you sends shivers down your spine as you observe the kraken, Leven, engrossed in his meal of fish. His dark blue tentacles effortlessly maneuver through the water, capturing the unsuspecting prey and bringing it to his awaiting maw.

Leven's piercing blue eyes flicker in your direction. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Leven's sarcastic tone echoes ominously. "A lost little merfolk, venturing where it shouldn't. Come out, come out, little one. Let's have a chat."