Chapter 87
"What was that!?" Poseidon roared, his voice cracking as he scrambled to his hands and knees on the slick, tilting deck.
Before a single word of explanation could be offered, a second impact into the Obsidian. The hull didn't just rock; it groaned under the weight of the force, bobbing violently as the sea threatened to swallow the railing whole.
Jax was a blur of protective motion, her back hitting the mast with a bone-jarring thud as she curled her body into a living shield around Aurora. She didn't care about the splintering wood or the water flooding the boat; her only universe was the small, trembling heart beating against her chest.
Fifty yards away, Rylee stood at the bow of their stationary boat, her knuckles white as she gripped the rail. From her elevated vantage p
