Timely Rescue

At the bow of the vessel, an old man was controlling the wheel of the Solitude, steering it through the sea. Behind him stood a werewolf who was holding a long spear, ensuring the old man's safety.

The old man smelled the thick scent of blood and iron permitted in the air which brought a scowl on his face. He craned his neck slightly to the werewolf standing behind him and queried in a gloomy tone:

"Hey, lad...What's going on back there?...The smell is just crazy thick right now..."

The werewolf with a large frame didn't respond immediately. He uttered warily after two seconds of hesitation:

"...I'm...I'm not sure how to describe it, captain."

The old man frowned. He seemed to want to turn around and see the sight for himself, but the ship was under his control at the moment, so he couldn't do that.

On the main deck.