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... the sea's surface, the decrepit bow of an old ship came into view. It was an aging cargo vessel!
Although the others didn't have Dean's impressive vision and couldn't see it clearly, the open sea offered a much wider line of sight than land. Squinting, they could just make out a small black dot heading their way.
"That is..."
Barton, the mercenary leader, squinted, somewhat uncertain. "Is that a ship?"
Dean nodded and whispered, his voice low enough for only Barto ...
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