Human Intervention

"A divine intervention!" one of the samurai shouted, awe-struck. "A gift from the gods! Go, go, go! Attack while the whale is vulnerable!"

The cry rippled across the fleet. Shaken from their disbelief, the warriors redoubled their efforts.

"Row faster, brothers!" came the orders from Remmy, who had taken the helm of a smaller boat. "Get us closer!"

Still maintaining the colossal water bubble, Kazi made a subtle motion with his hands, his fingers curling like a conductor. Streams of water split from the bubble, snaking outward to form smooth, glistening pathways. These liquid roads extended toward the Bake-kujira and were perfectly crafted channels for the boats to row through.

They didn't question it. Another sign of the gods.

Blinking rapidly, Booker looked over at Kazi, whose focus was unwavering. Whose abilities seemed divine than it had any right to be. To even think he was human...