[PQ+] Where the rum has gone

idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword

Battles, it turns out, are a bit of a mess.

Ships crash. Lighting flashes. Ice smashes against invading troops. A demigod appears in a burst of starlight and vanishes a moment later, leaving smoke and ruin in his wake. Koa registers it all in bits and pieces, his brain storing moments away for later as he focuses on his task at hand. Which, for now, seems still to be steering the Blessing, to keep the ship steady as the melee unfolds.

"Try to take one alive!" he calls down from his perch at the helm to whoever will listen, teeth gritting as the Blessing strains against being so close to another vessel.

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Koa continues holding down the helm, and directs Hadama/NPCs to try and take a pirate hostage before they all drown.

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