Lynn rubbed his temples, took a deep breath, and said with dead-fish eyes:
"What a pain. Everywhere I go, there's a whole pile of crap waiting for me. In that case, let's find its true form first, beat it up, and then see what it actually wants."
Lynn floated down onto the surface of the sea.
He touched the icy seawater beneath his feet.
He glanced over and said:
"In that case, let's head down. I want to see just what that bastard is trying to do."
The Sin Lord stared wide-eyed. "Can I not go down? Say I keep watch up here while you go down yourselves. Do you think that might be an option?"
Lynn adjusted his Monocle and said with a beaming smile:
"Of course. If you're not afraid of being eaten by that war mount the Clown mentioned, you're perfectly welcome to stay here. After all, without my Firstborn Power protecting you, those illusions will come back very soon. Are you sure you want to stay?"
The Sin Lord landed on the sea's surface in an instant, eyes wide, and said:
"When are we leaving? The Vampire Clan isn't afraid of water at all. Water is what we love most!"
"..."
The corner of Lynn's mouth curled up as he said:
"Right now, of course!"
In an instant.
Lynn activated his Flesh Cataclysm. An opening split behind his ears with a wet gurgle, mutating into fishlike gills.
The next moment, he grabbed the Sin Lord's wrist and plunged headfirst into the sea beneath them.
"Wait! Hold on! I'm not ready yet!! At least let me fold my wings first!!"
"..."
It didn't do a damn thing.
Beneath the surface.
Lynn opened his Eye of Cthulhu, a blue glow shimmering in his eyes.
Large quantities of erosion