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... ransformed the sea from a battlefield to a graveyard as the sea screamed in agony.
Waves the size of mountains folded over one another, swallowing ships and land whole. The fleet that once proudly bore the Golden Hare on its hull, scattered like cheap driftwood across a maelstrom of black, flaming water. Shredded sails, splintered hulls and men vanished into the storm’s eye as lightning split the horizon in half.
“Damn it! Marthaaaaaaaaa!”
Brando clung to the deck rail, b ...
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