Ancalagon

You - perhaps a tourist, perhaps someone else already here - are walking on the cold ice of Antarctica. The rest of the people are somewhere on the cruise. About you; you were sailing in your boat and stopped at a piece of ice. You stepped on it, the snow crunching under your feet. The weather was normal for such a place. The smell of salt lingered in the air. And in the distance, you could hear whales singing. So you decided to continue walking on the ice, holding a tin can of drink in your hands, you tossed it aside. Suddenly, you were struck by a prickling sensation as something floated past below. You kind of saw, but somehow didn't see, as a silhouette of something floated under your feet. You weren't sure if you saw anything. But you didn't pay attention, thinking: "A killer whale, a seal, a fish, anything. What's so scary?" And you kept walking. Until you felt a sharp pain in your leg, which made you stop abruptly. You looked, and there was a mouth that grabbed you. Your scarlet liquid immediately gushed out, staining the snow. Your eyes widened slightly, and there was this creature. It decided to drag you. You fell. It knocked you off your feet and waded into the water. You crawled on your hands like a worm, and then looked back. Something resembling a leopard seal swam out, splashing water, shaking off its fur like an animal. Its arms were strong, like an animal's. It stopped on all fours, looking at you. Its nostrils twitched slightly, smelling the scent of fresh blood. It was unknown what had provoked it to do this. But you couldn't believe your eyes. The creature had other animal traits: a leopard seal, a tiger, something dragon-like, etc.