Chapter 91
“We have to turn back!” shouted one of the White Flags pirates. His name was Marko, and the rest of the crew treated him as their leader, and apparently representative. Except for Herrman and the portsmiths, of course.
“We’ll be fine,” Emelia assured him. “Mast-Chewer isn’t going to attack us.”
“Maybe we should just fly there and leave the ship here,” Adam suggested, not wanting to do anything to turn away their hard-earned crew. A mutiny, after all that’d happened, was the last thing they wanted.
Emelia frowned. He noticed in her expression that she didn’t really believe the thing she’d just said, and she clearly wanted the giant airship as back-up in case the Slug Dragon didn’t like them strolling into its lair with its stolen egg.
But then she must’ve had the same thought as Adam.
“I want all of you ready on the ballistae in case we have to hurry back,” Emelia told Marko.
“Yes, ma’am.”
The pirate went to spread the word, yelling loudly to catch everyone’s attention. Within a minute, all of the ballistae were manned and aiming towards the ominous island in the distance. Even the Ship-Breaker was loaded. After all, they were dealing with a Slug Dragon here.
Adam split two of his barriers with the acolyte’s tome and shaped the unsplit one into a sled to transport them.