The pirate ship, being smaller and more agile, finally caught up with the lumbering galleon. The crew of the galleon fought back valiantly, but they were at a disadvantage. The enemy ship was more maneuverable, and their cannon fire was accurate and deadly.
Fenrir watched in anticipation as the two ships battled it out. The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and the sound of cannons blasting.
Unfortunately, the galleon suffered significant damage, with one of its sails shredded by enemy fire, causing it to slow down considerably.
"What should we do , Master Fenrir ?" Miguel asked with an anxious tone.
Miguel's worried expression did not escape Fenrir's notice as he posed the question. He gazed out at the approaching pirate ship, now closer than ever, and his face became stern with concern.
"I am not afraid of these pirates, but if they steal Elizabeth's coffin in the middle of the ocean, it would be disastrous," he said, his voice deep and serious.
He surveyed their surroundings, searching for a solution. The damaged sail made it difficult for the galleon to outrun the pirates, and they were quickly closing in.
Fenrir's expression was grave as he assessed the situation. He knew he had to act fast if he wanted to protect her and ensure their safe passage to land.
"Standby for now," he said with a confident tone, turning to face his worried companions. "I'll handle this myself."
Without another word, he strode towards the starboard side of the deck, where the pirate ship was fast approaching. As he neared the edge of the deck, he could feel the wind whipping his hair back and the salty spray of the sea on his face.
On the deck he saw the Captain. Fenrir had spoken with him before, so there was no need for formalities.
"What's your plan, Captain?" Fenrir asked with a firm voice.
"I'm afraid these pirates will not let us go," the captain replied, shaking his head.
"I can handle them," Fenrir replied, his voice laced with stern authority. "But you must promise me one thing , you won't tell anyone what happens here today."
The captain gazed at Fenrir with confusion, but Fenrir's eyes suddenly glowed with a golden light, and his presence grew even more intimidating. The captain realized he was in the presence of something supernatural, something he had only ever heard of in stories.
"I don't care if you're the devil himself, I will owe you my life if you can save us." the captain said, his voice quivering.
"Don't go back on your word," Fenrir chuckled, a low and menacing sound.
With a fierce glint in his eye, he reached for the medallion that hung around his neck. It was a gift from Elizabeth, designed to allow him to temporarily fully transform in broad daylight . But it was not yet complete, and could only be used for a limited amount of time.
He clutched the medallion tightly and closed his eyes. He took a deep breath, feeling his body tense with anticipation. The medallion began to glow with a bright, unearthly light, and suddenly, Fenrir was surrounded by an aura of pure energy as the medallion stuck itself to his chest.
The sailors on board the galleon stared in amazement as he transformed before their eyes.
As Fenrir let out a primal rumble, his bones cracked and twisted as his body grew larger and more muscular. His clothes shredded under the force of his expanding form, revealing a thick pelt of black fur that sprouted across his skin. His fingers and toes elongated into sharp claws, and his teeth lengthened into razor-sharp fangs.
In mere moments, he had transformed into a towering werewolf, standing on all fours with his snarling jaws wide open. The sailors on the ship shrank back in fear at the sight of the fearsome creature before them, their eyes wide with shock and disbelief.
"Awooooooooooo" With a mighty roar, Fenrir leapt onto the deck of the pirate ship, his huge legs crackling with energy. The pirates stood frozen in fear as they heard his fearsome howl.
He landed on the deck of the pirate ship with a thunderous thud. The pirates were taken aback by the sudden appearance of this feral creature, and Fenrir wasted no time in taking advantage of their surprise.
He mauled through the first pirate he came across, his jaw crashing the man's skulls with ease. Blood sprayed across the deck as the pirate fell to the ground, headless.
The other pirates who saw this scene started to panic as they witnessed Fenrir effortlessly mauling their comrades. The sight of his razor-sharp claws and teeth tearing through flesh and bone made them realize that they were not dealing with an ordinary human.
One of the pirates attempted to flee, but Fenrir was too fast for him. In a split second, he appeared in front of the fleeing pirate and lifted him up by the neck with one hand. The pirate's eyes widened in fear as he struggled to breathe, but Fenrir's grip was too strong. With a swift motion, he snapped the pirate's neck and tossed the lifeless body aside.
The remaining pirates started to hesitate, their confidence crumbling as they realized they were no match for Fenrir. They tried to regroup and attack him all at once, hoping to overwhelm him with their sheer numbers. But Fenrir was too agile and swift, dodging their attacks effortlessly and retaliating with deadly precision.
He moved with a fluid grace, like a fish in water. His movements were almost too fast for the human eye to follow, and the pirates were soon disoriented and confused.
Fenrir took full advantage of their confusion, striking from unexpected angles and taking them down one by one. He was a nightmare personified, and the pirates were powerless to stop him.
"The cannons! Use the damn cannons!" the pirate captain screamed as he watched his crew being slaughtered. Fear gripped him, and he no longer cared about the potential damage the cannons would cause to his ship. All he wanted was to see the beast dead.
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