Soon enough, the wooden ship had caught up with the Narwhale. The two vessels raced side by side on the vast inky expanse. At such a close distance, Charles thought he could faintly hear the anguished roars of “King.”0

Suddenly, a series of thuds echoed in the air as the panels to the side of the wooden vessel flung open and dark, ominous cannons extended from within.0

A grave look appeared on Charles' visage, and he sharply turned the wheel to shift the Narwhale to a ninety-degree angle where her bow now faced the approaching enemy.0

His tactical maneuver decreased the chances of them being struck to the minimum. On top of that, his gunners were positioned to launch a counterattack as well.0

The next moment, pandemonium sank in. The deafening roars of cannon fire filled the battleground. Apart from...0