From publisher blurb:
Bitter black ichor sprays your face as your axe blade bites into blubber, severing yet another tentacle. As the bloody appendage flops helplessly in the water, the others release their grasp on your companions to slither back towards the beach, offering you a brief respite. Between ragged breaths, you come to realise the full horror of your predicament: there is no way back. With the monster blocking your escape and the waters around you slowly rising, you are faced with a choice: withdraw deeper into the primaeval fane and face its mind-bending horrors with fire and sword, or drown and sink softly into oblivion’s deep, dark embrace. What troubles you most, however, is that the latter option seems to be the most reasonable one by far…