“I’d sooner embrace Sosha,” snarled Fisk defiantly, throwing the sea goddess’s name in the Sharklord’s face once more.

Vega’s cutlass flew from its scabbard, sliding gracefully into the man’s heart and out again in a fluid motion. The assembled crowd gasped, none louder than Queen Amelie. The captain of the Ace o’ Clubs collapsed to the deck, dying eyes wide with disbelief.

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