All Chapters of Merturned : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Chapter 69 Into The PassageAs the group busied themselves with packing up, Finrir's sharp eyes caught sight of Hunter already prepared to head out as their scout. A memory from his pod's journey to Tritania weighed heavily in Finrir's stomach, but uncertainty about the state of his bond with Tritan left him unsure if speaking to him would make any difference. Nonetheless, Tritan had proven himself to be a capable leader who would listen to the guidance of their guide. With a burst of speed, Finrir rushed over to where Trent and Hunter stood together, determined to catch them before Hunter swam off into the distance.With a distinctive click of his tongue, Finrir grabbed their attention. Hunter scowled, but he begrudgingly waited, his impatience evident. Finrir wasted no time and signed urgently, "My pod had to pass through the Pillars on our way to Tritania, so I have an idea of what we'll encounter in there." Before Finrir could finish his sentence, Hun

Chapter 71 Battle In The GloomOnce Tritan was free from those who would ensure his safety, he turned back to help Finrir. Tritan swiftly retrieved his trident from his pack and propelled himself into the gloom, the absence of light enveloping him, his heart pounding with anticipation. He knew the shark had broken free from Finrir's grasp, heightening his senses. His dilated pupils reduced to mere rings, Tritan strained to utilize the scant illumination available, yet his efforts proved futile. The massive shadow of the shark circled the silhouette of a merman, and Tritan could catch only a glint of sunlight reflecting off Finrir's sword. Hope bloomed within Tritan's chest as he realized that Finrir continued to fight the great white shark.Swimming toward them, Tritan suddenly halted, acutely aware of the constant gloom that reminded him of his poor depth vision. He didn't want to distract Finrir, potentially giving the shark an advantage. Choosing to ha

Chapter 73 The New Scout.As Finrir concludes his oath, his piercing gaze turns to Tritan's wounded arm. With utmost care, he lifts Tritan's wrist to his eyes, where the heartfelt tears continue to seep, their milky white hue dispersing in the water. The healing properties of these tears work their magic, closing and mending the small wounds with a gentle touch. The sensation of warmth and restoration spreads through Tritan's arm, an affirmation of Finrir's emotional connection and his unwavering commitment.Moved by this profound display of vulnerability, Tritan's hand moves from Finrir's cheek to wipe away the lingering tears. His touch is gentle, a tender caress that carries a sense of comfort and reassurance. As his fingertips brush against Finrir's lashes, the pearlescent droplets fade away, leaving only a faint shimmer in the water.A distant light catches Tritan's eye, drawing his attention beyond the confines of their intimate moment. With a slight

Chapter 75 HjartabondiMentally connecting with Tritan through their deep bond, Finrir's thoughts convey his question, "My Hjartabondi, how do you want me to receive you in front of others?" Their mind-link allows for more than just words; it enables the transmission of image impressions and emotions. Tritan can sense the meaning behind Finrir's question and the curiosity in his mind. Finrir referred to Tritan as his bonded-heart, and he was inquiring about displays of affection in the presence of others.Tritan's response carries a mix of uncertain emotions, his own internal struggles evident through their connection. He sends back, "Only in front of our mates for now once we have them... or Naida. You already told her about yourself." Finrir's mild disappointment dissipates as he hears the mention of "for now." There is hope and potential for more openness in the future. After a brief pause, Finrir responds, "Yes, and she took it rather well." The thought of Naida's acceptance brings

Chapter 77 To The RuinsJust off to the south of the strait, our group of merfolk awakens from their restful sleep in their tents, surrounded by the tranquility of the underwater world. As the vibrant pink glow of the waystick illuminates their surroundings, casting a soft, ethereal light, they begin the task of breaking camp. Madissa, mindful of their limited food supply, retrieves two jars of caviar preserves from their storage. She sets one jar aside, unsure if it will be needed, and opens the second jar to ration out a serving for each member of their group. With twelve team members in total, she carefully measures out the portions, using half of the second jar to ensure everyone is fed.Clicking her tongue to gather everyone's attention, Madissa swims up into the vivid pink light, her graceful movements commanding the group's focus. Using aquasign, she signs, "Come get a shell-plate with breakfast." Her message is met with enthusiasm as the team members eagerl