Celestiel's eyes rapidly shifted to look in the direction of the yell.
The witch was being held back by a couple of the crew mates and Celestiel could tell that if she wasn't trapped by their arms, she would scale the side of the ship in an attempt to get to the one before them.
"You monster!," she yelled frantically at the captain of the rival ship. "Let go of my brother!"
Brother?
Celestiel turned her gaze back to the man and the boy he was holding up by the nape of his hood. His eyes were a deep, crimson colour, Celestiel could tell even from afar.
And though he had white, cloud-like hair, Celestiel was sure that he was indeed Thalia's brother.
She frowned, seeing the boy limp and flailing in the captain's hands. His eyes were cast down and Celestiel wondered why despite hearing his sister's voice, he had shown no acknowledgement of her.
