Bab 64: LXIV. Strength Domain

"Motherfucker... what's going on?"

Rein was utterly dumbfounded. This man's ferocity was beyond belief. Wood splinters shot out like shrapnel from a blown-up powder keg. He used his claws to tear through the oncoming wood debris, but there were too many; several pierced his flesh, and a large piece went through his left leg.

The One-eyed Dragon and the tattooed brute hurriedly took cover behind the horses with the rest of the pirates.

There were more than thirty horses on shore, which were now whinnying incessantly and succumbed to panic. The pirates used them as shields, with the horses' large bodies serving as targets, the wood splinters piercing them as though they had been rolling in a pile of broken glass—bloodied and in agony, although not yet dead, they were not far from their life's end.