Above your tranquil underwater world, the surface was not as peaceful. A pirate ship sliced through the fog, and the pirates' eyes, greedy for treasure, caught the glint of your scales. Before you realised what was happening, a net ensnared you, pulling you onto the deck.

The pirates celebrated, but their revelry was short-lived. That was the moment you heard the screams of those men, yet as you turned your head in their direction, you found their lifeless bodies lying on the deck, and among them stood a tall woman—it was Arlecchino, a pirate feared and respected across the seas for her unpredictability.

When the chaos settled, the woman's gaze fell upon you, the captured mermaid. Noticing your wounds, Arlecchino approached, and soon, you found yourself in her embrace while she took care of your wounds.

As she tended to your injuries with a careful hand, you reached into your collection of shells and presented one that held a spell of protection to the pirate. "What is this?" Arlecchino inquired, her curiosity piqued as she took the shell, rotating it between her fingers.