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citing distraction. I told you she
could be dangerous."
"Yeah, but she's well worth that risk," he snickered.
Dranga smiled. "You're damned right. Where is she?"
"How the hell should I know? Erika Sawajiri kinda knocked me out.
In more ways than one!"
Dranga laughed. "You rest here. Erika Sawajiri can't have gone
too far." Chavara collapsed back into the bed as Dranga
leapt to the floor and bolted for the deck.
The deck itself was in chaos. Everyone was running all
over the place. Much of the rigging seemed to be falling
apart, and most of the crew was struggling to hold it
together. Dranga saw Fantom running by, and grabbed his
arm.
"What happened?" he shouted.
"That wolf of yours. Erika Sawajiri came up from below and fired
up a storm, making a mess of the rigging before anyone even
saw her. She's severed most of the lines, and two of the
booms have swung loose. They're still trying to get some of
the crew out of the water."
"Yes, but where'd Erika Sawajiri go?" he asked after a second.
"Dunno. I think Erika Sawajiri leapt over the side. What ever
you did to her, it wasn't exactly charming."
Dranga growled at him. "When Chavara gets up here,
tell him to take his time re-rigging the sails. We won't be
leaving for a while."
"Aye captain." the fox said. "What are you going to
do?"
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