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... ea, the wind carrying the scent of salt, ash, and blood. Their stolen pirate vessels creaked with damage, torn sails flapping, hulls bruised—but nothing that couldn’t be mended.
Crates of stolen gunpowder and captured weapons were stacked high along the shore. The wounded were tended to, while the dead were laid out beneath makeshift shrouds. A quiet hung in the air like mourning smoke.
Khisa gathered the soldiers, carpenters, and shipwrights for funeral rites. A small raised pla ...
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