>>6000438You instruct the boatsman to get as close to the settlement as he’s willing to go. He gives you a grim look as he coaxes the engine to bring you to the shore. Perhaps it may be the reckless choice, the one you are taking, but it is the right one. You know that. Your people are in danger, even if they’d detest the claim of being your people, but that doesn’t matter you are their Princess, and you will save as many of them as you can. As the boat approaches the shore near the outskirts of the village you order any who knows lightning magic to the front as the the guards, the “skeletons” as they’ve been called, take notice of you.
Your first thought is that the sound of their guns is even louder than the engine. Your second thought is how the Hell can they fire without reloading? That’s not fair at all! Your boat isn’t big enough to provide cover for all of you. “Lightning magic! Anyone who can use lightning magic to the front!” You order causing yourself and Inquisitor Silas to rise and shoot bots of lighting from his hands and your kreismesser after a second Marie also rises and shoots magic from her sword, though not magic but more like a radiant bolt.
“Oi, settle down! You’ll tip the boat!” Simon calls out as he has to adjust the boat to the waves you make. But it is paid little mind as the first two skeletal silhouettes explode after coming into contact with the magic from your boat. Then two more. Then more, they appear to be rather weak and their explosions are smaller than your previous opponents but they just keep coming. Some shoot from the cover of burning houses while others are redirected by the guards of the civilians, and even more come from the massive ship itself.
You’re about twenty feet from the shore when Asher finally does something, he jumps up and practically tackles Marie and Silas under the sides of the boat. A burst of gunfire is felt where their bodies would be a moment later. “What the Hell are you-!” Silas begins as he squirms to get out from under the other Inquisitor.
“Shut up!” Asher barks as he takes a matchlock from his coat and fires with with the help of fire magic, nailing a skeleton inside a window before throwing his weapon into the ocean- Wait he threw his weapon away?! Like it was nothing?! And to think you ever respected this cretin! And what’s worse is he repeats the process with another matchlock! Does he have no loyalty?!
