Posts from May Jones (Dracco). Auto-translated

May didn't even realize that her actions were simulating the swamp goblins' national game, "Tug-of-War with an Oar." But now, there was no winner in the game: when Vlad decided to help her for some reason, the oar simply broke. The broken piece of the oar slowly sank into the digestive vacuole.
At that moment, the second false tentacle rested on the side and began to press down on it with a loud crack. Vlad climbed into some box and pulled out machine oil, throwing it to May.
"Pour it on the piece of the oar and set it on fire, quickly!" he shouted. "The safety mechanism will activate!"

- I hope this safety mechanism will spare us after all, - May said and did as she was told, trying not to set the ship on fire in the process.

--The defensive mechanism won't spare us; it will spare the Gish! -- Vlad exclaimed. Reyushka was slightly singed, but it was minor compared to the fact that almost half of her (along with the engine) collapsed and plunged into the water. A burning piece of the oar ended up entirely in the digestive vacuole; the horizon shook as if the Gish had laughed inappropriately loudly, and then they suddenly found themselves floating in the air with the remaining wreckage and splashed into the water about fifty meters from the disaster. The Gish disappeared underwater. --Whew, I thought we were goners, -- Vlad sighed. -- But we survived; the kraken didn't eat us. And it's all thanks to my discovery that Gishes, it turns out, are afraid of fire. I'm glad I found that out in time! Or rather, you found that out, -- he corrected himself. -- But since your name is unknown in scientific circles, I'll say that I discovered it myself, and you were my assistant, okay?
May, Vlad +200 experience. May levels up; she can choose stats that will increase.

Increasing intelligence and vitality.
- We'll talk when we reach the shore!
May tried to paddle towards the most intact part of the ship, grab the most suitable tool for rowing, and, with the dwarf's help, steer back.

Slowly but surely, they approached the shore. Late at night, they were already sitting on the beach, soaking wet and exhausted. Vlad lost his spirits and began to feel very down, although sometimes a smile would still flash across his gloomy face: apparently, at that moment he was remembering that he would soon become famous in the scientific world for discovering May.
A creature rushed out of the house, from whom they had borrowed the boat. At first, he just remained silent. It was clear that he wanted to say something, but he could only manage "Mmmmmmeeee, eeeeeeuuuueeuue." Finally, he found his voice and shouted, "What have you done to my little boat, [followed by words considered obscene in Nero, and for which the Nerons could be sentenced to a short prison term]?!?!?!"

May calmly turned to him. "And who said it was us? It's all those Gishi; we have nothing to do with it."

Vlad confirmed: --Yes, we were attacked by the Kraken. You should be grateful that we managed to save at least something from your ship! Creat approached closer. --From the rigging, -- he said tearfully. -- Not from the hull, but from the rigging!!! You should have left this place in peace!

- Maybe I can help you... Um... Fix it?

--What should we fix?! -- he exclaimed, pointing to a pile of cracked planks. -- At best, we can make a raft out of this to bury some deceased person at sea!

- Well, now I can make this raft!

--Thank you, I'm still alive, despite your efforts!!!!

- I haven't really put much effort into it yet.

Vlad has become…
--Okay, let’s leave him (a confident “Yes, yes, let’s go, it’s been long enough!” was heard), we have a lot to do tomorrow. We need to demonstrate the discovery. And I also want to catch the Kraken.

- I suggest you try catching it with something much stronger.

All the way home, Vlad was busy praising himself, telling stories about the fame that awaited him. "And I'll share some of it with you too," he added.
The next morning, May was awakened again by the familiar knock on the door.