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Graring's hands flew through the motions, droping the heavy ball into the catapult before leaping backwards. A swift rush of air was soon followed by a satisifying
"thud" on the deck of the North Wind. "Direct hit, boys," the gunner yelled, and Graring yelled out with the others in glee. Their salvo would soon sink the ship, already wounded from its previous battle.
Suddenly, a shout came from the mainmast. "Ahoy, they're boarding 'er! There're boarding the Dawn!
It was true. Graring strained his eyes, soon spotting the party swinging across and lowering planks. Blast! They destroyed the Gondorian's boat only to have them attack another cruiser. Hopefully, they would have a harder fight than on the Diy, which had fell with few casualties to the enemy's forces. The corsair could only watch the growing battle, knowing that the Might of Realge would be next.
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