"We have to find a way to hold up the pirate ships at the dock for a while, so the rest can seize the fuel plant."
"That's easy!" Kede, visibly excited, snatched Charles's pen and drew some arrows on the sea chart.
"Just send three ships to attack straight from the 'Crab Claws'—do whatever it takes to get their attention. We don't need much time, just hold them off for another ten-odd minutes."
"Never mind if that'll even work, but how are those three ships supposed to get back?" Charles questioned, pressing him.
"Why would they need to come back?" Kede's words made the whole cabin go dead silent in an instant.
The burly, hook-handed man who had argued with Charles earlier jumped to his feet, agitated: "I absolutely disagree with this plan! My brothers aren't going to just die for you!!"
