A confident smirk slid across Corin's face as the White Wolf pulled up beside their victim. He happened to be waiting on the right cannon. He aimed his previously loaded shot right for the other ship's largest mast, and fired seconds after his sister said something about them not "gettin' nowhere." And that was perfectly true. Corin didn't always knock masts down on his first try, but it turned out that this time he did. The round shot ripped through the air, and there was a sharp, satisfying "crack!" as it blew through the wood. The wind pushed the mast down towards the back of the ship, crashing down on it with only four feet of the mast left standing. Corin usually made sure that when he took masts down that they wouldn't land on where Felix would be hidden, and this one was far enough towards the back of the ship that it only smashed the very back. He assumed Felix wouldn't be that far back because he would need to be near the hatch to get above deck. The lucky shot happened to squash one or two crew members as it landed too.
"Beautiful," Corin whimpered as he watched the chaos on the other boat. Sometimes he just loved watching all those wooden boards smashing to bits as the other crew frantically shouted and scrambled around the deck. He didn't cause this much destruction with one shot every day. It would surely be enough to take their crew's attention away from a game of hide-and-seek.
After admiring the wreckage for a bit, Corin shook some more gunpowder into the cannon from a bag and rolled in a shot identical to the last one. He didn't plan on taking more shots because it looked like the damage he had already dealt would be good for the moment, and if he took out Felix, someone else would have to learn to cook the sacks of fish waiting below the deck. He just crouched behind the cannon to protect himself in case the trade ship payed them back.
"Beautiful," Corin whimpered as he watched the chaos on the other boat. Sometimes he just loved watching all those wooden boards smashing to bits as the other crew frantically shouted and scrambled around the deck. He didn't cause this much destruction with one shot every day. It would surely be enough to take their crew's attention away from a game of hide-and-seek.
After admiring the wreckage for a bit, Corin shook some more gunpowder into the cannon from a bag and rolled in a shot identical to the last one. He didn't plan on taking more shots because it looked like the damage he had already dealt would be good for the moment, and if he took out Felix, someone else would have to learn to cook the sacks of fish waiting below the deck. He just crouched behind the cannon to protect himself in case the trade ship payed them back.



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