a suspicious ship

I see a suspicious ship. It's made of wood It's not a normal ship. There are salt crystals stuck between the boards, The hull shows signs of sea literacy and forest They are tangled up as if they were scraped off each other. "It's in there." Dried says. The moment I was about to go in at the boundary between sand and water Sea Wilder is coming. Masked faces. I can't see your eyes The intent is too clear. The dryer doesn't stop. The crossbow is ringing. a short and quick speaker. Arrows are not straight, but branched. Even before the front row fell She's already moving forward. I'm going to cut it. Long, wide. The sword was scratching through the air The looming torso and arms are cut off at the same time. Rush attack. Sea Wilder is coming all at once. Dryer, lower your body Swing the ice-sword Freeze the ground. The moment I slipped The crossbow fires again. around the ship Spirits are summoned. The debris encroached on salt on one's feet harden the ground. The fog stretches out like an arm He's trying to take away his body temperature. Coral crusts are broken Explosion-like debris splashes. The dryer does not change direction. a head-on breakthrough. an ice storm. The blizzard filled the narrow space It destroys the form of the spirits. The fog that's about to disperse Even before we get back together Torn by the waves of vision. The mud is ringing Something pops out of the ground. He's aiming for his legs. But it's too late. The dryer wears the railings of the ship hop into the air. upon landing a series of shots. then A blade passes by. an iced dart. I scratched my shoulder and walked by The cold pain spreads. Blood is flowing. Naird shouts reflexively. "Are you okay?" Dryer clenches his teeth Raise the crossbow again. “…I'm fine." more than words Movement comes first. See, Wilder Shout over the mask. "Stop it! Don't go into that boat!" But it's too late. Dried food is Throw yourself into the hull. From the back Spirits and Sea Wilder It's still coming in. It's dark inside, It's narrow, It's breathtakingly quiet. But This ship is not just a means of escape. from the inside There's another pulse be running slowly