Cain glared at him, prowling forward like he planned on punching Sin, but Rosalie placed a hand to his chest to stop him. “Wait, I think…I can hear Jack,” Cain said and I realised I could too as I angled my attention towards the sea. “Yeah, we all hear the echoes of his death cries,” Sin said morosely. “Long shall we remember little Hastlings.” “Hastings,” Cain snapped at him, then hurried to the rail and looked over the side. I shot over to join him, peering out too and blinked in surprise as I spotted Hastings far out on the water clinging to a barrel and propelling himself along with water
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