"Who else would it be. The great adventurer John, slayer of beasts, master of the blade." You say letting your reputation precede yourself.
The mermaid smiles. "At least your honest." You feel hands grab you and begin to pull you under. "Turn about is fair play. Don't worry, we'll get a nice enclosure for you." You don't have your blade, nor a point to use as leverage. Struggling now might lead to injury. It might be better to bide your time, and submit for now, saving your strength for an escape later. But that was an if... if you can escape later. this may be your only chance
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