100 Vol 2. pt. 37 Patch 7.0: The Defiance of a Wolf and a Serpen (1/2)
”Is there a problem?” Ull asks.
”Not 'at I know of. Why do ya ask?” Blackstache asks back.
Ull points to the cannon that is now aiming at his champions' longship.
”Bloody… Ra—” Blackstache looks at where Rachel is supposed to be, but she's already gone. All that is left are a few lingering sparks of electricity in the air. He looks back at Ull. ”That ain't us, I swear on it. Somebody's tryin' ta highjack it.”
Ull looks Blackstache over before returning his attention to the commandeered cannon. With magic, he is able to greatly increase his vision to see exactly who – or rather, what is controlling the cannon.
A small, blocky golem no larger than a child is pulling the lever to rotate the cannon and the other lever that raises and lowers it. All that is left now is to fire the cannon.
When it gets the order, the golem steps to the side of the cannon where its ignition mechanism is.
”A single, tiny golem is enough to steal one of this city's most powerful defenses? It is a wonder that Indra has not already invaded and conquered this place,” Ull says.
…
Fenrir just hopes that the cannon is going to be accurate enough to not hit The Shoebill.
He barely even sees the huge cannonball crash into the longship's bow. One second and the longship's bow is intact, and a second later that same bow no longer exists but wooden fragments flying in every direction do.
The sound of the clifftop battery firing reaches their ears a couple of seconds later.
Fenrir wraps his arms around Serra's waist to secure her as a wave from the cannonball crashing into the water heads directly for them.
The cannon may not have destroyed the longship nor have killed any of its crew, but it's created a wave for them to ride and boost them toward the city.
A few javelins go wide of The Shoebill. With the wave and loss of the longship's bow, those aboard it are unable to properly aim.
With Serra in Fenrir's arms still, the two watch on as one certain Alexander even tries to use some of his magic. Just like the javelins, the bolt of fires that he shoots misses The Shoebill.
…
”And now the golem is dead – it looks as if it self-detonated. Do you have any idea who would be interfering with our tournament?” Ull asks.
”Not a damn clue. Whoever it was, we'll find 'em and see to it 'at they're punished,” Blackstache says.
”Your citizens and followers have been rather cold to my own ever since that first round. Between that and your own city's defenses being taken away underneath your nose – or rather, underneath your mustache, I am beginning to feel that we are not welcome here.”
”I'm sure some're pissed off after 'at incident with the NPCs in tha first round, but I promise ya that they're actin' on 'er own.”
”And how should I interpret it that my host's defenses, which are meant to protect me, could be turned on me at any moment?”
Blackstache looks at the cannon and then the three ships racing toward the city.
…
Fenrir raises a single hand to show off his middle finger to the pursuing vessels.
”They're going to be so pissed off,” Fenrir says.
”Super mad,” Serra agrees.
”How do you think the city is going to treat those guys for being traitors?” Oleander asks.
”I doubt they'll care however they're treated. They haven't broken any rules, so nothing can happen to them – at least, not legally. Even then, I doubt that they plan on staying in this city. There's no way that somebody would piss off an entire city that they plan on staying in,” Fenrir answers.
”Think they're trying to earn Ull's favor?”
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”Probably.”
”Think he was in it from the beginning?”
”I doubt it. He seems less like the type to play the long con like that and more like the type who just does whatever he thinks is best for himself in the moment. It wouldn't surprise me if he thought that teaming up against the longship was a good idea until he realized that he'd probably gain more status for crossing his allies and teaming up with Ull.”
”Probably. From everything I know, Ull seems like the kind of guy who likes people who prove themselves to him, and Alexander proved it earlier. He's probably on the good side of one of the game's most powerful characters now while just being hated by a bunch of this city. Not that bad of an exchange.”
”You guys are smart,” Serra interjects.
”He learned it from me!” Oleander declares. ”He's good at long-term thinking, but he learned how to strategize from me.”
”He's not wrong, but I don't want to give him all the credit,” Fenrir clarifies.
The wind and the wave from the cannonball are just barely enough to send The Shoebill past that tower at the entrance of Port Tugator. While The Shoebill may be the first ship to pass by, both the longship with its freshly-repaired bow and The Steel Tiger pass it up on the way back to the docks.
Alexander stands proudly aboard his ship ready to feel the hatred of the city's peoples.
”Hey, Alexa!” Fenrir shouts.