"Jaws, we can't keep this up..." Nerissa spoke as she went to his side, sporting a terrible gash in her tail that cleaved the thing right down the middle. Jaws winced at the sight of the wound, knocking a wingull or two away. "If they keep attacking, I won't be able to swim at all." He swallowed, unsure of what to do. What could he do? He glanced back to the others, but could only catch brief glimpses of them between the wings of the terrors that had now turned to them. Gulping, he looked back to the dewgong as he tread water beside her.
"...I don't know..." he whispered back. Going back to the cavern was a bad idea. Trying to get on land was a bad idea. Swimming into open ocean was a bad idea. There was no safe place for them to go, to try and rest and fix her mangled tail... but then again, there had never been a safe place to begin with... Composure crumbling, his eyes went to the open waters. Maybe there was some sort of reef or underwater cavern they could reside in until she regained her strength? There would be no repose here in the shallows or on land... It was their only bet.
"We... we could swim out into open water. Lose these birds? Lose the assholes underwater? Wrap your tail and maybe hide out until you're fit again to swim?" He dispelled another few birds, then looked back to Nerissa. "It's our only shot."