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After all, it was a mutated ultra-giant great white shark. Its body was hard as stone, impervious even to Jack's Thought Power-controlled air currents. His attacks carried slicing force, yes, but the shark's massive, T-virus-infused skull resisted every cut. The air currents, when striking the head, stalled entirely. The energy dispersed uselessly, leaving Jack's body shaking violently, vertigo striking him as if his brain had been jarred against the inside of his skull.
"Are you all right?" Jill's voice cut through the chaos, sharp with concern, as she steadied herself against the rolling waves.
"All right," Jack said, shaking his head to clear the dizziness, trying to mask the sting.
From the sky, a pained roar erupted. The shark plunged back into the ocean, sending a towering wall of black water spraying skyward. Though its head had been torn wide open, it was still very much alive, suffering but far from defeated. Jill's eyes followed the splashing, blackened sea.
"Jack, don't flaunt your heroics! Let's move — fast," she urged, her pulse quickening.
Jack shrugged, almost lightheartedly. "This is all we can manage right now."
Jill gave a tense nod, eyes narrowing. "Fine. But let's hope we survive this."
Suddenly, ten immense jets of water exploded from the sea — not mere splashes, but volleys of pressurized water blasting upward like artillery. The sheer force could crush the lungs or shatter internal organs of any normal human. Jack grabbed Jill tightly, weaving left and right mid-air, dodging the deadly torrents.
Jill's voice rang out, a mix of frustration and exhilaration. "You lunatic! Didn't you consider my safety? I knew you were strong, but this is insane! Think of my feelings!"
Jack laughed, heart hammering. "Isn't this fun? Everyone expects to be hit, but we dodge perfectly!"
"You pervert! Only you would enjoy this danger!" Jill shot back, her hair plastered with seawater, adrenaline burning her chest.
Below them, the shark thrashed, sending angry, gurgling cries across the waves. It ruled this sea, king of its domain, having devoured countless mutated prey. And now, a human was toying with it. The absurdity of the situation only fueled Jill's unease.
"We'll need my Transformers Form to finish this," Jack said lightly, almost casually, as if announcing dinner plans.
"Transformers Form? What the hell is that?" Jill asked, disbelief and exasperation blending into her voice.
Jack grinned. In a sudden burst, he tossed Jill high into the air. "Take a good look — everything can be Transformers Form!"
"Ah!" Jill shrieked mid-flight, twisting to control her balance. "You lunatic!"
Her lungs burned, cold sweat streaking her spine. "I swear… I'll kill you if we survive this!"
Jack's laughter rang out, exhilarated. "Feels like a roller coaster!"
"Roller coaster? You're insane!" Jill yelled, her voice carried by the wind, gripping at air for leverage.
Suddenly, seven glowing red Transformium particles burst from Jack's head, arms, and torso. They swirled around him, merging into a towering ten-meter-tall steel robot. Its eyes glowed fiercely, and the air itself hummed with power. Jill stared, stunned.
"Jack… a robot? How many secrets are you hiding?" she gasped.
A blue ray crackled across him. In his hands, a shield materialized, three meters in diameter, instantly reshaping into a massive ten-meter-long black sword.
"That should do it," Jack said, descending toward the shark, stopping about twenty meters above the sea — the perfect strike position.
The shark, lurking beneath the waves, watched the colossal black figure above. Its instincts screamed danger. It lunged, jaws wide, teeth flashing.
"Come on!" Jack bellowed, launching himself straight toward the gaping mouth. As he entered, the black sword swung with surgical precision.
Cī lā, cī lā… The sound of tearing filled the air. Black blood sprayed like a fountain, splashing against the sea and misting into the air. The shark's massive head split cleanly, collapsing into the ocean. The water rapidly blackened as it churned with blood.
"Jack!" Jill yelled, heart racing.
"I'm fine!" Jack surfaced, gliding toward her, holding a water-bluish orb in his hand.
Jill's eyes swept over him, studying his Transformers Form in disbelief. "Can you change back? You look… familiar like this."
The Transformium particles contracted, retracting into his body. Seven glowing red particles merged, solidifying Jack once more.
"Are you… a robot?" Jill asked, still trying to comprehend.
"I'm human," Jack said, his gaze steady on the orb. "This is just another form."
Jill focused on the orb. "What's that?"
"It came from the body of the mutated shark," Jack explained casually. "Call it a corpse gem — the power source of the shark."
"Corpse gem? How is that possible?" Jill asked.
Jack smiled faintly. "The T-Virus fused with water over time, creating this energy accumulation. Over years, it crystallized into this bead."
"How do you know?"
"Just a guess," Jack laughed, a sharp edge of mischief in his tone. "Hā hā hā."
"Hateful," Jill muttered, exasperated but relieved it wasn't more danger.
Jack's brow furrowed. "The shark's intelligence is low. It can't truly use its power — only produces those water blasts. If it understood its abilities… handling it wouldn't be so simple."
For a moment, the two of them hovered above the dark, churning ocean. The waves crashed against the cliffs and wreckage below. The smell of salt mixed with blood and ozone. Jill's heart pounded. Even with the shark defeated, the tension lingered, an invisible weight pressing down.
Adrenaline coursed through her veins, sharp and electric. Jack, calm and teasing as always, had just survived a death-defying maneuver. Yet beneath her irritation, Jill felt the faint flicker of awe. He had saved them — again.
"Next time," Jill muttered under her breath, "I swear you're going to pay for this."
Jack laughed lightly, brushing seawater off his coat. "All part of the fun."
The wind tore across the ocean's surface, carrying the distant cries of the undead and the eerie silence of a dying world. Yet, for this moment, amidst the chaos and death, Jill and Jack remained standing — two survivors against impossible odds, ready to face whatever horrors the T-Virus would throw at them next.