idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword
And thar she goes.
Koa watches in abject awe as fire and ice all but explode the enemy ship. He's almost too distracted to catch the wheel as it yanks away, steadying it with gritted teeth as the pirate vessel shoves a wave into the Blessing, like a curse from its dying breath.
Sweat remains where his palms were as he at last releases the wheel. Liberated from his post, the young man runs to the side of the ship, snatching up rope as he goes. "Grab on!" Koa calls as he flings the end of the rope overboard, bracing to haul up any poor soul caught in the turbulent water below.
Koa also throws rope for survivors
Koa watches in abject awe as fire and ice all but explode the enemy ship. He's almost too distracted to catch the wheel as it yanks away, steadying it with gritted teeth as the pirate vessel shoves a wave into the Blessing, like a curse from its dying breath.
Sweat remains where his palms were as he at last releases the wheel. Liberated from his post, the young man runs to the side of the ship, snatching up rope as he goes. "Grab on!" Koa calls as he flings the end of the rope overboard, bracing to haul up any poor soul caught in the turbulent water below.
Koa also throws rope for survivors
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