The chaos erupting around Tōga only served to fuel his resolve. Massive waves crashed and churned, transforming the once-peaceful ocean into a maelstrom of debris and desperate survival. Yet even as he watched the sea attempt to claim both wreckage and sailors alike, worry remained a foreign concept. These were seafarers, men and women who had devoted their lives to understanding the ocean's temperamental nature. Their expertise in navigating its wildest moods allowed him to focus solely on the source of this aquatic pandemonium - the frenzied serpent intent on turning the waters into its personal hunting ground.
The solution presented itself with elegant simplicity: eliminate the beast, and nature would restore its own balance. With this clarity of purpose, Tōga launched himself from the turbulent waters, his Birdman's cape transforming him into a streak of motion against the spray-filled air. The distance between him and the serpent's massive head vanished in an instant as his fist connected with scales that could have armored a small fortress. The impact resonated through his arm like striking a mountain, but the force behind his blow sent the creature plummeting back beneath the waves.
Without hesitation, Tōga pursued his quarry into the depths. The underwater realm unveiled itself as a battlefield of swirling currents and limited visibility, where the next few moments would test every facet of his combat prowess. Despite possessing raw strength that exceeded the sea snake's, Tōga found himself at a distinct disadvantage in this aquatic arena.
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