Chapter 397
The huge monster pauses and looks at Daphne.
Its dark eyes fix on her face. Its massive body is still beneath the water, the only movement the slow sway of its tail beneath the surface.
The fog presses in around them, thick and gray, as if the world itself is holding its breath.
Daphne stands on the broken hull, her hand still outstretched, her heart pounding in her chest.
The monster does not move an inch only looking at her. As if it's trying to remember something—
"Fire!"
The shout comes from behind her.
Daphne turns.
The Bunny—is there, half-hidden in the fog. The crew is on the deck, rushing to the cannons, the harpoons, the weapons.
Prince Caspian stands at the bow, his arm raised, his face pale but determined.
"Fire!" he shouts again. "Now!"
"No—" Daphne's voice is lost in the wind. "Wait—don't—"
The harpoons launch.
