There's the poor mer-chick, getting the blood drained from her face by some creepy bottom-dwelling monster with five arms, and she's all reaching behind her, desperately trying to crap out a can of mace, a rape whistle, or a roll of quarters
Maybe she can throw her starfish like a shuriken!
Oh, totally!
They fly real good when you catch 'em napping and fling 'em like a Kumite contender...
When they're actively doing the head-munch shuffle they stick to their meal just too darn tight...
Gotta knock 'em unconscious first so they let go. 🧐