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Thrid Person POV
Westeros, 295 AC.
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The 150 ships continued heading south until reaching the very tip of Dorne before heading west, while the 50 northern ships passed through Stepstone, but not without problems. After all, many opportunists saw a chance to attack the now reduced enormous fleet, what they didn't expect was the defense of that company.
"Captain! We're seeing the fleet and it's as we were informed! 50 ships, mostly commercial!" a pirate said to his captain, who nodded in satisfaction.
"That's good! Let's attack!" He announced, looking at his men in the port, "Prepare all 20 ships, we're going to loot everything they have!" The bearded man spoke in a stern tone.
"Have you heard they have giants on the ships, can you believe that?" said a man.
"Can we handle them?" asked someone cautiously.
"You idiot, we'll knock them down at sea, it will be quite simple!" another spoke.
"I'm going to fuck a female giant if I find one!" another pirate laughed.
They armed all the ships and began to leave a port city that housed many pirates among the Stepstone islands. Setting off to intercept the Artican fleet on its route as it headed north.
"Captain! I'm sighting the ships!" Many days later, the man announced from his mast with a spyglass.
"That's good! Let's grab the oars and catch up to the fragmented fleet!!" The pirate captain shouted and all the men quickly began rowing towards the location, as the 50 ships grew larger and larger from that side.
"Strange... they've stopped sailing... they're not running away..." said the man on the mast.
"Let me see that..." the captain said, moving to the front of the boat and looking at the fleet not seeming to flee but stopping its advance as if it were waiting for them to catch up, which was quite strange.
"Whatever, they're just commercial ships." The pirate murmured and looked at his men. "Let's go, if they want to stop to wait for us, we won't let this chance slip away, get them!" He shouted as his men forced their oars and the 20 ships moved towards the 50 ships.
They were even somewhat thankful for this given the rumor that these strange ships were faster than anything at sea, so they wouldn't miss this chance. Before, with 200 ships it seemed intimidating, but 50 was much easier to attack.
They continued forward and the ships were getting closer and closer, however, it was when they were 300 meters away while their men seemed all excited about the possible loot that something happened.
The pirate captain saw a strange movement from that distance while seeing figures much larger than anything he had seen before, because even at 300 meters away he could see them moving, while these figures were on some type of harpoon aiming at them, making the pirate captain's eyes widen, even never having seen that type of equipment, he had a foreboding of what would happen.
"They can't shoot from this distance, can they?" the captain thought too late, after all, there was an explosive sound from the 10 ships on the side of the small fleet, throwing those harpoons flying towards them.
The pirate captain saw small lines fly from that distance into the sky and start descending in their direction, while 2 harpoons fell into the sea, 8 ships were pierced by the huge pieces of metal in the hull and on a ship, a man being pierced between the deck with the harpoon.
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