The entire ship rocked so hard that every person on deck lurched. “What was that?” Brielle asked at the same time the Guardian bellowed, “Eel!” Shouts filled the air as men abandoned their tasks, racing for the weapons stowed on the ship’s side walls. “To the harpoons.” The Guardian’s voice boomed around us, louder than any man’s. Any human’s. It was more like an animal’s roar. “Oh, gods.” Brielle trembled. “We’re going to die.” “We’re not going to die.” I pushed her toward the staircase. “Get below. Now.” Except before she could take the first step, the Guardian grabbed her arm and yanked her
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