[center][h1][u]Marlowe Vallis[/u][/h1][hr]• [i]The Skullfish, Hold[/i]. Southern Seas • [/center]

Marlowe winced in pain as looked over to Marea as she violently eliminated several savorask. He looked over to see Terhikki in trouble, and another girl armed with a shield running over to assist her, and he turned to see two more figures; another Northlander and a woman battling the largest Savorask. 

[i]The alpha.[/i] 

With Solia having killed the alpha and it’s brood, many of the Savorask left on the ship seemed to move back now—as if without their alpha, their plan of attack was gone. The blonde man, Max, took a moment to lunge his blade into the head of one, and the few survivors took the opportunity to leap into the ocean, fleeing the ship. 

“Ocean’s blight,” the booming voice of Bron came from behind. “Savorask aren’t native to these waters.” He walked over to the wheel of the ship and looked over Evander. “You alright to steer us into that storm?” He turned back to the others, tired and wounded on the deck. “Bandage yourselves, unless one of you lot can heal! We’re about to enter the-“ A huge wave smashed into the side of the ship. 

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“Damnit!” Bron roared, grabbing onto the wooden railing of the Skullfish. Lightning erupted overhead and thin flecks of rain began to bear down onto the ship. “Marty!” He bellowed to their engineer belowdecks. “Activate the Aether Engine [i]NOW![/i]” 

Huge winds began to rock the deck, and as the rain began to increase in its intensity, it became difficult to keep a stable footing. Bron grasped the wheel, motioning to Evander to help him keep a steady heading. “Hang on!” He roared, steering them now on a direct course into the raging storm. 

Marlowe was nearly thrown into a pile of dead Savorask bodies as the storm began to kick up, and he quickly steered his head around the deck, looking to see where everyone was. “Marea!” He called for the girl, grabbing onto the hatch leading belowdecks. “Get inside!” If he let her fall overboard and if she was lost to the sea…Talu’s forgiveness wouldn’t be the first thing on his mind. No, he wouldn’t be able to ever forgive himself, either. 

The storm raged harder, and it seemed that the crew would be blown completely off the deck; when the booming of the engine erupted in the hold, and a bright green-blue orb of energy began to encase the ship. The wind stopped on the deck, and the rain began to bounce off the barrier. 

“We only have a few minutes,” Bron grimaced. “Max! You and a few of these divers get the harpoon ready to fire!” He turned to Evander. “You keep us dead ahead towards that rock.” He jumped down. “You-“ he pointed at Marlowe and Marea. “You help me get the diving gear from the hold. We’ll deal with the stowaway deal [i]later.[/i]”