I couldn't do a thing as I watched first Jack then Lyra battling the sea monster, the Vandrial. I reached for my axe, the movement unbearably slow, unable to take my eyes off the battle. Suddenly Lyra leapt onto the thing's head and pushed a sword into its brain. She fell to the ground and I ran towards her, suddenly able to move. Blood was everywhere. I grabbed a piece of tattered sailcloth and wrapped it around her largest wounds. Yara came up next to me and started tending to Lyra herself. I went over to Jack, He wasn't dead, he was twitching, a big grin slapped across his face. He was paralyzed. His wounds were already stitching themselves up, probably not helpful this time because it was trapping the poison inside him. I shook my head.
"What are we going to do with you in this state?" I asked him, not expecting a reply. He muttered something through his unmoving teeth, but I ignored him, looking at the ship. The sails were rags, the masts were in splinters, the rail and deck were falling apart at the seams, the lower decks were probably flooding. And the ship was leaning over at an alarming angle. There was no way we could continue our voyage on this thing.
"Guys, we're going to have to abandon ship!" I called out. "Yara, Lyra, you get in the water first, Destran and I'll take care of Zakhon and Jack!" Destran glanced at me, about to say something, then nodded. He would have said the same thing.
"I'll get Zakhon, he's in no state to swim," Destran said. "Can you handle Jack on your own?" I nodded and grabbed Jack's shoulders and began dragging him to the rail.
"Alright Jack, goin' over board again!" I shoved him over the side then dove in after him. Bad plan, he was sinking like a rock. I kicked against the water and grabbed his arm, pulling for the surface. Bubbles were escaping from his mouth and nose. He was laughing at me. I glared at him and kicked for the surface again. Finally we broke through, the paralysis seemed to be wearing off a little, Jack looked a little less frozen at this point, his grin was more teasing now than stuck.
"I... c-could... let y-you... sink... y'know!" I said between gulps of air. Jack, suddenly unfreezing, threw an arm around my shoulders.
"You would never!" He announced, nearly pushing me under. "I, the poor man in distress, sinking to my doom, would never be let down by a hero of such" He paused melodramatically. "panash!"
"Panash?" I scoffed, throwing his arm off of my shoulders, he pretended to flounder for a moment, flailing his arms around. I started for the shore, tired of his antics. He started following, then raced ahead to goad the others from the shore. I shook my head, and tried to ignore him.
Once everyone was on dry land, Destran took out his map again, and the rest of us started building a fire, Zakhon stayed well back, laying on the sand, I'm sure he was just happy to be on solid ground again. I walked over to him.
"Hi." I greeted, slightly awkward. "um, nice work, back there." I sat on the sand. Zakhon looked up at me, confused.
"What are you doing?" He said, slightly annoyed.
"Oh... I, um... We haven't been officially introduced yet, so... I'm Brena, nice to meet you." I stuck out my hand. He shook it.
"Zakhon." he said slowly. "Nice to meet you." I grinned, jumping to my feet.
"Soup in a little while!" I said, and walked back to the others.