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“Keep her in the water!” Xander ordered Abha as he rushed southward down the beach.
I tried to follow him, but Abha swam over and wrapped her body tight around me. I twisted around and pushed against her snake body. “Let me go!”
“You are remaining here,” she insisted.
I glared at Xander’s disappeared, and cute, backside. “Xander! You ass! Tell her to let me go!” He didn’t even pause.
Abha glanced to our left. “He is being careful. Look.”
She pointed in the direction of the opening of the bay. I followed her finger and my eyes widened as I beheld a small fleet of white-sailed ships. They drew into the bay on the winds of the ocean and extended their oars once they entered the calm bay. The wooden paddles stretched fifty feet and allowed the ships to cut through the water
