Escape from the island!

It's all happening so quickly. She's really dead. And who is this guy? I can't think about it now. We're going to plummet, and fast. Is this just because the Stormqueen's power is gone? I think it's more than that. He's doing something. But I can't even tell how.

Vyzia once again transforms into her dragon form, and Malakae remains in hers, while they try and pick up as many as they can. Meanwhile, many others pile onto you--Eva, Amara, Niki, Dixby, Stax, Lalarin, Snow, Lynx. You turn to begin your jump, yet it's difficult to even plan where to land. If you were to teleport down to the land below, you'd still be potentially crushed. On the other hand, you have no idea where the boat is positioned--only a general idea. The ocean is still better than anything happening up here though, and with the Lady of the Lake's blessing, you can both walk on water and breathe beneath it.

Then you turn to see a sight for sore eyes. The Sky Warren is sailing through the air directly towards you.

"Y-Yes! It must be the Silver Hunters!" Eva shouts.

"Hold on tight," you say. "This is still going to be tricky--!"

The snapping warp through space feels like pushing yourself through a layer of rubber. It forces you back, though you tear straight through, not without a wave of exhaustion and dizziness upon attempting such a quick Bunny Hop to uneven grounds and while so many cling to your back. You hit the deck of the ship hard, and all the others tumble on top of you. Above, you can see both Malakae and Vyzia darting down with the others--Bekram, Fava, Xue, and Captain Silver.

Mole is at the helm, and a handful of the Silver Hunters are present. They turn the ship hard starboard, and make a direct coarse back down to the ocean, towards the Kunzite Kraken. All the while, shockwaves of impact erupt from behind. You look back to see the devastation--an entire mass of land colliding with the island below. Everything is gone. Thunderbeard isn't coming back, the Stormqueen was slain, and there certainly won't be any **** trades happening here anymore.

"Who was that?" Amara asks, still grasping your arm.

"I don't know," you mutter back. "Though I guess even the Stormqueen couldn't keep the others safe. Whoever was hunting them found them I think."

Lalarin runs to the back of the ship. "But the Empresses of Fire and Ice! They're next surely. We need to go back and save them."

Xue tips her hat, casting her eyes in shadow. "We may be unable."

"We're going to try," you state. "Mole! Turn this thing around. We're going back for them."

The engineer looks to you for a moment, but then she sighs and smiles. "Aye aye, Captain!"

Then Captain Silver chuckles. "I thought I was the boss, Mole."

"It isn't your ship this time!"

"Well, she's got me here. Let's go then, Captain Warren."

Though just as the wheel is turned, you look up to see two glints of light in the sky. Then they grow as they near. Suddenly, you see a trail of fire, and it's heading straight towards the ship. Not only is it K'iina the Empress of Fire with arms struggling to hold a television and a game console, but clinging to her back is Aak'aba. You open your mouth wide into a smile of relief, but then you step back in horror as you realize she's about to crash down right onto the deck of the ship.

"W-Wait, stop!" you call out. "Or slow down!"

Boom! They make direct contact, blowing a hole straight down into the deck. Quickly, the crew puts out the flames before they begin to spread. As they do, both demigods crawl their way back to the surface.

"... Oops!" K'iina says with a smile. Her hands are now empty. It seems her precious cargo is somewhere below. "Sorry about that."

Aak'aba crosses her arms. "You'd carry that stupid toy, but not carry me."

"It isn't a toy. It's a training device."

Captain Silver beckons her hand. "Come, Hunters! Back to the Kunzite Kraken. We need to make haste. Something still lives in that mass of debris, and it might be coming for us. No stopping until the island is no longer in sight! All right, Kyle. Sail beside us. Let's put some distance between us and whoever that was."

"She's right," you say. "Eva, grab that wheel. Fava, make sure the engine is all right. Places, everyone! Quickly!"