Chapter 25
Quillan's POV
Night had swallowed the docks whole. The sea wind carried the stench of rotting timber and decomposing kelp, thick enough to taste at the back of the throat.
I stood on the wrecked deck of the Albatross, watching my men tear through the belly of the ship. Moonlight filtered through...
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