Sharon stared at the octopus in amazement.
"An… octopus?" She muttered in confusion.
Instead of a fish, Nolan had caught an octopus—and it was huge, over two meters long.
If she hadn't hurriedly cast a spell to restrain it, they wouldn't have been able to hold it back.
Nolan was just as surprised as Sharon. He stared at the octopus intently.
Its skin was black, and it had fifteen wriggling tentacles. Strangely, its teeth were very sharp, like razors.
It was clear this was no ordinary octopus.
"What should we do? Are we going to keep it?" Sharon asked.
Although it was a little creepy, the octopus had a lot of meat. If cooked or barbecued, it would definitely be delicious.
Nolan fell silent for a moment, then replied, "We'd better let it go. For some reason, I have a bad feeling about this."
The feeling came suddenly, and he was sure it wasn't a good thing.
