Wheel looked at Berlin with lidded eyes. The captain silently dismissed the boy with a pointed look. He moved stiffly away, he'd need to recover before they continued their training. Of course, they'd be fighting the Barizians in a day or two. Berlin's feet were planted, and he looked steadily at Wheel. The man was confident. In himself, in his ability to handle the situation. Part of him wanted to push Berlin, see how he'd react. He needed the job, so he said, "How are we going to take out 9 galleys? You need three men to an oar. They board the [i]Borealis[/i], it's hard to imagine how we'd survive." They were tough, but the numbers meant a head to head fight would kill them. 

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Hana smiled tightly. The excitement that made her want to shout was instead channeled into reloading the pistol Uban had fired, as well as loading it's sibling. "Now, I want to see if you can chain the lightning from one ball to another." 

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Pieter lifted his hand up for the cat, then settled it behind his ears, scratching gently as he watched the lights show. "Not causing any trouble, are you lad?" He said to the purring cat.