Quinlan's lightning tore through the water shielding the pirate deck, striking the casters trying to save their ship.
Narethi flinched at the thunder. A caster fell with smoke rising from his open mouth, and the others lost their hold on the sea.
The ship broke across Quinlan's rising wave.
*KRAAACK!*
Its stern dropped into the water. The mounted bow tore free of its base, spilling over the side as the captain pressed his lower hands beneath himself.
"[Rising Tide]!"
A column of seawater launched him from the wreck toward Quinlan, his upper right hand drawing back his sword. He held his shield in the upper left, leaving both lower hands free for magic.
Quinlan caught the descending sword on his saber. The blow drove his blade back toward his helmet, and the captain rammed his shield into the crossed weapons before he could recover.
