Chapter 442: Human Intervention
"A divine intervention!" one of the samurai shouted, awe-struck. "A gift from the gods! Go, go, go! Attack while the whale is vulnerable!"
The cry rippled across the fleet. Shaken from their disbelief, the warriors redoubled their efforts.
"Row faster, brothers!" came the orders from Remmy, who had taken the helm of a smaller boat. "Get us closer!"
Still maintaining the colossal water bubble, Kazi made a subtle motion with his hands, his fingers curling like a conductor. Streams of water split from the bubble, snaking outward to form smooth, glistening pathways. These liquid roads extended toward the Bake-kujira and were perfectly crafted channels for the boats to row through.
They didn’t question it. Another sign of the gods.
Blinking rapidly, Booker looked over at Kazi, whose focus was unwavering. Whose abilities seemed divine than it had any right to be. To even think he was human...
Booker had experienced this kind of inhumane only once before.
"I’m not going to question whatever the hell this is," Booker said, reloading his gun with a click. He did not move though. Kazi had not signalled him to do so.
The boats surged on the water paths at astonishing speed. Kazi managed to accelerate the currents too. He could control every aspect of the waters. He created gaps everywhere for them to do battle comfortably. Warriors shouted battle cries. Weapons were locked and loaded and ready. Arrows, spears, and bullets rained down on the Bake-kujira.
An arrow that strayed was whipped back toward the Bake-kujira by the water. It was as though it was alive. It was not. Kazi Hossain was simply observing and conducting everything.
This was the most pivotal moment of the battle. This was the climax. If a mistake was made, he would correct it.