Novel & Cerita Captain Charles Vane Black Sails

he yells. I shake my head. "Like you'd leave without me!" I see him smile his goofy smile. He's missing four teeth in the front and has two silver teeth in the back. His greying hair is tied clumsily behind a dirty and worn down green bandana, making him look like a crazy old man. He may look crazy, and is crazy, but he has the biggest heart out of anyone. He's treated Nate and I like his very own children for years now. Ever since our first captain, Black Blood, was fatally injured during an on-going war and in his last dying breath named Nate the new captain. Black Blood took us to be his very own children since he never had any of his own. The memory of him brought tears in my eyes but I

“No more drills tomorrow.” Silence follows. One captain blinks. “Alpha?” “You heard me.” “But we’re almost ready….” “No.” Tyson’s voice leaves no room for debate. “We’re fighting a battle, not running ourselves into the ground.” His gaze sweeps across the room. “I need warriors who can think. I need witches who can cast. I need commanders who can make decisions. Not corpses who collapse before we reach the battlefield.” That settles it. The following day becomes the quietest day MoonHaven has seen in weeks.

​Cassian’s POV ​The Iron Fleet did not glide upon the waves like the bone ships of the Archon. They plowed through the water, their massive, dark hulls cutting the red-stained surf with a mechanical indifference that made my blood run cold. There were no sails, no oars, and no shimmering siphons of glass. Instead, thick, black smoke belched from iron chimneys, staining the morning sky with a soot that tasted of sulfur and progress.

The Core imploded. The shockwave didn't produce fire; it produced a vacuum of sound and light. For three seconds, the entire Jade fleet was plunged into a total eclipse. When the light returned, the flagship was sinking, its spine snapped. Vanya was gone, her armor found later as a heap of melted glass on the deck. The remaining Jade ships, seeing their flagship fall to a power they couldn't even quantify, didn't stay to fight. They cut their vine-anchors and fled into the deep mist, their solar-sails flickering like dying embers.