When it rains, it pours.
That could be the only explanation Nico could think of, as everything that could go wrong had, in fact, gone wrong.
No wonder the official reports for this anxiety-inducing period were all over the place. No one even knew which enemy they were supposed to be panicking over anymore.
What started as a rising tide that lured out mutated creatures had somehow spiraled into a nightmare involving a giant bloom, parasitic sea anemones, and corrupted beasts from Zone Four.
At first, it was manageable. Horrifying, yes, but manageable.
In fact, he'd like to believe that they were doing pretty well against those little shits. It's just that, why in hell would they call upon their bigger brothers?! Their entire family?!
Because that's exactly what it looked like now.
While the parasitic ones they were hunting down earlier seemed to be the younger ones, these creatures that had been hurled at them looked more mature, more menacing, and more—
SWISH!!
