“It's gonna be close, Captain!” The watcher in the crow's nest
called, watching the Aetherblade ship bearing down from behind
them.
Mazu collapsed her spyglass, her eyes flicking in the
direction of the enemy ship. “Keep the cannons ready! Steady on,
Water-Whiskers!” She called to the gunners and helmsman in turn.
The fleet and injured ship was making a run for the cliffs. The
narrow passage would be tricky for an inexperienced crew, but
Higglety Plump's fine crew would sail through like a nimble fish.
Meanwhile, the airship would be forced to struggle with the forceful
winds of the cliffs.
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