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Chapter Thirty-Five

作者: Mandi Martin
last update 最終更新日: 2022-10-28 14:59:30

"Get the sail down unless you want your guts tying the masts!"

The sun was peeking from the ocean when Lloyd and Nathaniel returned. The first bloody lines trailed across the water like ivy, bleeding into the water and penetrating as deep as they could into the depths.

The mist rose silently as soon as Lloyd's feet hit the deck and the gangplank was pulled in. He let out a sigh of relief, his eyes making out twisted fingers, the claws itching for the feel of flesh.

He swore he heard a hiss of irritation as it sank down to embrace the hull, glowing eerily.

"I guess we got back just in time," Lloyd said to Nathaniel's retreating form after giving his orders. "I get the feeling it was looking forward to blood."

"Aye," Nathaniel muttered something inaudible and headed down to his cabin.

Lloyd paused before deciding to follow. He felt the crew staring at him, the eyes cold and cruel like those of a shark as it glided through the sea.

God help him, he'd have preferred the quicker fate of t
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