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The match was brutal. The Black Keels were faster, but the Red Sashes had a giantess named Morwen who used a broken spar like a club. In the final minute, a wiry youth from the Keels shimmied up the ratlines, dodged a thrown hook, and rang the bell. The stadium erupted.

The next match, the Inevitable was gone. But something else had arrived. A sleek corsair with no flag, crewed by silent figures in grey cloaks. They paid for front-row seats. During the match between the Iron Sails and the Wavebreakers, one of the grey-cloaks threw a smoke pot onto the field. buccaneers ship stadium

“Someone had to,” Finn said.

“Your uncle built a beautiful machine,” she said, stirring her rum with a silver stick. “But machines can be turned. What happens when a crew doesn’t stop at the bell? What happens when someone brings a real blade? Or a pistol?” The match was brutal

“They’re not here to destroy the stadium,” Finn realized. “They’re here to steal the audience.” The stadium erupted