You wrap your arms around him—but the villain is too strong, and he easily breaks free from your hold. Thankfully, his attacks on your resilient flesh leave no mark at all. As your comrades seize him, the sailor continues staring at your suspiciously unscathed body, his face a mix of wonder and confusion.
But the attack has only just begun. Dozens of Minodians have begun to shout the blasphemous word. They disappear, one by one, from their own ships—and reappear on yours! The deck explodes around you into a melee.
You cry…