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The sea rushed away from her, rose in a wall of water, higher and higher. She was sucked behind, dragged in the wake of the mountainous wave surging towards the raft town of the Drowned Ones. She bumped and spun along the seabed. At last her body rose to the surface. Swallowing as much water as air, bruised and battered, Storm was tossed from wave to wave like a piece of limp seaweed. She found a leftover fragment of power to calm and thicken the water beneath her into a moss- wet mattress.
She sprawled on her stomach, coughing and spewing. The wind brought the sound of swearing and screaming growing ever fainter. The raft was still afloat! The wave hadn’t crushed the pirate town, it was merely driving the enemy before it.
“No!” Storm screamed at the sea, at the Dolphin’s betrayal. She listened, frantic, for a hint of Water- music, but all she heard was the slosh of the sea and seagulls crying overhead as they circled, hoping to make a meal of her eyes if she died. She had lost her magic again. She had failed Dain, failed Thorn. The enemy lived.
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