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Shaking them
“What the hell was that?!” another sailor shouted, his voice barely audible over the chaos. After a few bumps, the ship steadied momentarily, and the crew scrambled to regain their footing. Abara gritted his teeth, gripping the wheel tightly. “Hold on! This isn’t over!” he yelled, his knuckles white against the metal.
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