The Spire.

[Frisk E. Coyote]

"Crab!" Lacia's voice called back, and a massive crab flew across the beach from the shore and on top of Nero. With another silent slash, Lacia was underwater again.

"HOLY SHIT GET IT OFF-" Nero roared, panicking as the crab (four meters in length), landed on him, looking absolutely freaked out. He had a certain phobia involving these crustaceans.

"Stop flailing- stop flailing damnit!" F'Nera said, trying to wrestle the crab away from him. "This could be delicious!"

The crab however, had latched its pincers onto his arms and wouldn't let go.

With a vicious snarl, Nero tensed his body, his muscles spreading the crab's claws before his ribs suddenly jutted out from his chest, piercing the crab's tough shell and impaling it before retracting again. The crab stopped struggling and slumped over him, grotesque mandibles foaming.

"HATE crabs." Nero growled, kicking it off him.

"I found your glasses!" Lacia giggled, and swam back to shore, handing Dot her glasses. "I feel like I missed something incredibly funny."