Pampaa sensed danger first. Crouching down, he pressed one hand to the deck. "Heavens, it sounds like an entire legion is coming."
Etzli and Paras looked around. "Legion? Where?"
Pampaa nodded ahead. "From the bridge."
"I thought there were only supposed to be two crewmen aboard," said Paras.
"It appears that estimate was off by several... Dozen? Hundred?" Straightening up, Pampaa raised his hands in a warding gesture. "Here they come."
The sound of boots pounding the deck. It sounded like an army was bearing down on them.
Paras raised her throwing knives.
Etzli, who had not expected a fight, wasn't armed. She put up her dukes.
While training her to be an Outranger, Pampaa taught Etzli a few low-level spells: mage-light, sneaky-foot, and a weak plasma ward. Nothing really useful against an army.