Chapter 163 A Shadow Magician...or more?* (2/2)

Midas opened his mouth to give the order when Rassa spoke.

”I've got an idea, but I've got to wait until they get closer,” Rassa said.

Midas raised an eyebrow, ”Closer and we're sitting ducks”.

”Not necessarily,” said Rassa, ”The barrel of a cannon is pretty dark, right?”

Midas frowned, ”What's that got to do with anything?”

”You'll see,” said Rassa, ”But I can't reach that far, they've got to be closer”.

Midas grumbled and turned to Jeremiah who just nodded, ”Fine, but if it doesn't work and this ship goes down, you're going down with it”.

Rassa smirked, ”Just get ready for a fight. I can stop the cannons, but not all the men”.

What he was about to do, he'd be weaker for it afterwards, but he was not alone here. At least, in the sense that he wasn't the only one who could fight and they weren't facing those horrid creatures his blood had happened to create a few months ago. These pirates were probably ruthless and foul, but they were human. And he'd learned long ago that humans were awfully frail creatures.

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Illai watched from the shadowed hull of the Pirate Ship as it drew up alongside the Miranda. It's partner taking the merchant vessel from the other side as it prepared to fire. The Captain above was no doubt grinning in triumph as he opened his mouth the give the order.

Illai's attention was not on the Pirates she had brought across the ocean however, her attention was on her target as he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his hands reaching out either side of him to the pirate ships.

Illai then felt it, that shift as the Mist worked to answer his call. She felt it condense and target the spots he asked it to without a word of protest. The sheer scale of what he asked of it...she'd never seen a Magician command that much power, not even herself. And she could tell as well, this was not going to exhaust the man. Rassa Moonshadow would not feel faint from this exertion of power. He would be a little weaker perhaps, but that was all. It terrified her.

She'd never seen any being with that much power before, and the mere possibility of it frightened her. What would happen if she were to bring this man to her Master? Could she bring him? If she did manage to capture him, she wasn't sure he would submit. From the response of the Mist, Illai doubted that he would. He was too dominant. Too powerful. She would only put her Master in danger if she were to bring this man, this beast, back with her.

Illai watched as the boom of the cannons rung out, and the pirate ships' hulls splintered, yet the Miranda remained almost unscathed. The Mist lingered in the barrels of the cannons of both pirate ships.

He'd blocked the opposing cannon barrels, no doubt causing plenty of damage. Their cannons would be useless now.

But this fight wasn't over, the Pirates had caught up, and the crew of the Miranda were severely outnumbered. Illai resolved herself as she watched the abnormal speed at which Rassa Moonshadow moved onto the deck of the Pirate Captain to the Port Side of the Miranda.

If her Master could not have him, no one could. And it would be detrimental to allow him to survive this encounter.