The ship kept experiencing shockwaves, suddenly it wasn't because of the battle but something supernatural was at play.
The sea diverged and pushed through, colliding with the vessel and taking it apart. The force caused the crew to be lost at sea and some held on for their dear life.
Isadora held on as best as she could but it was difficult with the occasional sea water splashing on her face, each time she would struggle to breathe until it felt like she was suffocating, on the verge of letting go from her death grip.
"TAKE THE HELM!" Baldy clamored, but it was chaos trying to keep on their feet with the shockwave.
They were unable to reach the quarterdeck and take the helm to navigate them out of this mess.
Isadora fell to her knees but still held on, trying to stay in place or else she would be hurled out of the ship into a much more dreadful fate.
