Akiol was sulking in a corner.
They had been attacked by various sea creatures every day of the trip.
It stopped being funny around the fourth time, and the crew began to grow concerned on the sixth time.
Wiglock merely laughed and said, "So the sea doesn't want us to continue! Tough luck!"
So the Vagor continued on her trail, braving the dangers of the sea.
Then, on the twelfth day a gigantic sea creature arose from the water. The water around the Vagor began to swirl and create a weak whirlpool. It wasn't strong enough to sink the ship, but it was able to stop its progression.
"Aim. . . ! Fire!"
Three explosions sounded as the large cannons on the ship fired. The shells were akin to modern artillery, and caused a lot of damage.
The creature groaned, yet seemed physically unharmed.
"It's a tough one! Load the high explosive rounds! We'll scare it off!"
As the crew bustled about Wiglock walked out of the Captain's quarters. He looked at the creature with an empty stare.
