The collision only slowed the Poseidon’s Fury a little as they sailed away from the screams of the dying and men throwing themselves overboard, hoping to escape the inferno that had become their ship.
Callisto stared back at the destruction and knew the Sea Lion was doomed. Her plan had worked. It would sink to the bottom of the sea along with most of its crew.
Glacia’s two guard ships had already covered half the distance from the island, ready to join in the fight. A dozen pirate ships were not far behind. Whether to join in the fight or to take the moment to break free was unknown.
“Captain,” Reeves asked, looking back as the burning ship and the three other naval ships finally came around the fading flour screen, “should we turn back and assist?”
“No, we have done our part in this
