The deck shook beneath his feet as another Nocian barrage shook Bilgewater. Small people died, but it didn't matter. The arches held. THe way out was clear. "We sail." The First Mate ran to relay the order. Moments later the Leviathan rumbled. And accelerated.

The Captain slips beneath the waves without ceremony. A giant hand grasps his unmoving body and pulls him down to the depth. To hell with this, he thinks, as the yellow light vanishes, leaving him in darkness again. He'd find a way to escape again. He sw .