May Jones (Dracco).

After two hours of sailing, the ship dropped anchor, and the sailors bustled about, carrying out the captain's orders. Behind the door, Vlad's confident voice could be heard:
--Yes, yes, this is exactly the place! Last time, a Kraken attacked us here; a thousand percent, somewhere on the seabed, the engine of our little vessel is still lying!
--Prepare the nets and harpoons! Now we're going to catch a beast! -- ordered the familiar fellow.
A silence fell over the ship, a rather ominous silence...