As Jack did his best to brace for the life-ending attack, he was frightened by the beast's roar.
"Roooaar…"
Suddenly, the cetus in front of Jack cried and fell to the side like a ragdoll.
Breathing heavily, Jack tried to calm his pounding heart. He looked at the now lifeless cetus. It had been stuck to the stone ground. In its neck was a harpoon that had embedded itself in the stone, showing off the strong force that was used to throw it.
Jack followed the path of the harpoon and saw a stout old man in a simple sailor's coat. The man was now on the edge of the battlefield and was walking casually toward the fighting.
The old man grunted loudly with plenty of audible disdain, "Hmm… I can't believe what rubbish the court's soldiers have become. If this is what they amount to, I'm glad I'm no longer apart of such a disgraceful group of cowards."
