"Small boats won't catch a ship that size," Kael said, already moving toward the dock regardless.
"They will if we're fast enough to board before they clear the shallows." Lucien was right behind him, sword sheathed, focus locked entirely on the vessel drifting further out with every passing second.
"That's insane," Ariana said, jogging to keep up. "You'd be climbing onto an enemy ship with a handful of fighters against however many are on board."
"You have a better plan?"
She didn't, and the silence that followed was answer enough.
Mira intercepted them at the dock's edge, breathless from the fighting behind them. "The beach is secure. Corvin's fighters are retreating or dead. But that ship's getting away."
"We're taking the boats," Lucien said.
"With what crew? Half our fighters a
