The fog finally lifted, revealing the precarious position in which the Fearless now found itself. Two enemy ships stood off the port side, three off the starboard, while more were in front. To make matters worse, there was little room to manoeuvre, and even if they could miraculously turn around, another ship stood off their stern. The Temple Knights rushed up on deck, grabbing their crossbows from the weapons chests.
Fearless“Hoist our colours," ordered Danica. "If we are to die this day, best we do it under the flag of our Saint." She sought out Anya. "Raise the anchor, get the sail unfurled, Captain, and have the sisters prepare to repel boarders."
"Aye, Admiral." As she issued the orders, the Fearless began moving.
FearlessOnly now discovering their true identity, the ships surround
