Dark Waters Rising [BXB] [COMPLETED]
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The Queen Adelaide shuddered violently as a cannonball ripped through the hull, throwing up thousands of tiny splinters. Wesley Roberts gripped the banister, his heart pounding a frantic rhythm against his ribs. Below, the main deck was a maelstrom of activity.
"Fire at will!" he roared, his voice barely cutting through the chaos. A chorus of 'aye captains' followed him as he raced down the deck, checking each man, a silent prayer for their lives on his lips.
He reached the helm, the wind whipping his hair. "Get us turned around!" he shouted to Castor, his first mate. "If they come full broadside, they'll be able to board!"
Castor's face was grim. "Captain, we won't be able to outrun them." Wesley knew. His brigantine was built for trade, not war. Their twelve guns were no match for the frigate's thirty-six. The drooping sails above confirmed their grim reality—they were losing the wind. Dread coiled in his gut. They were outmanned, outgunned, and soon, they would be overtaken.
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