While fairies couldn’t fly as high as a bird, nor anywhere near as fast as a falcon, they were warriors, too.
Fiercely so.
But the one thing she didn’t think about as she landed on board a ship…
How many enemies the fairies had. Enemies who quickly surrounded her with drawn swords.
Shit. What have I done?
The captain stepped forward. In this form, she barely reached his knee. “Why are you here, fairy?”
By his dark skin and the symbols painted on his face, she knew he was a Marauder—one of several races that called Cosaria home.
Holding her hands up to let them know she was unarmed, she addressed the captain. “I was being pursued. Forgive me for landing without permission.”
“Don’t trust her. Fairies know nothing of the truth. I say we throw her to the sharks.”
“I’m good with that,” Gisela assured them. “Toss me overboard. I deserve it.”
Since they had no idea that she could become a shark herself, that confused them. While she might not know how to swim as a human, she definitely could manage as a fish. It’d been what had allowed her to follow Xaydin to the merfolk.
She smiled at the Marauders. “I’ll just dive right over the side here. No need to trouble yourselves.” She inched her way toward the railing.
“Stop!”
She froze at the fierce shout.
“Do you think us stupid?”
How did she respond to that? “I don’t know you well enough to make any judgment as to your character or intellect.”
Drawing his sword, he narrowed the distance between them. “What game are you playing?”
“No games. I’m just trying not to die.”
And before they could respond, something hit the boat hard and sent the bow dipping below the waves.
The crew cursed as they were thrown about. Several went overboard.
“Sea monster!” they screamed and shouted.
Gisela winced. Not a sea monster.
Diflyn in the form of a giant squid.
Shit and shit again.What was the predator for a kraken? Her mind went suddenly blank. Every creature had something that hunted it.
Dragon was the first thing to come to mind. Of course, she’d never tried becoming one of those before.
Could dragons swim? She had no idea.
Think, think, think…
How she wished she’d paid closer attention to her biology books.
Diflyn lunged at the ship again. Grabbing the masthead, it was obvious that he intended to take the ship down.
Gisela was just about to turn into a fish to escape him when a giant sperm whale broke the surface. Gaping, she watched as it snapped its jaw around Diflyn and dragged him toward the sea.
