He didn't fire immediately. He waited until the wind caught their sails, then pulled a Sharp Turn. The sound of digital wood splintering echoed through his headset. As he boarded their ship, the voice chat erupted in a mix of frantic Lithuanian and English.
"Stop! We’ve been grinding for four hours!" one voice pleaded. VagiЕі jЕ«ra internete
As he sailed the Midnight Gale back into the fog, Lukas realized that the "Vagių jūra" wasn't just about what you took from others—it was about the stories you left behind in the vast, flickering blue of the internet. He didn't fire immediately
"Battle stations," he muttered to his empty room, though his hands moved with the precision of a real sailor. As he boarded their ship, the voice chat
"Keep your gold," he typed into the global chat. "The chase was worth more."
He lowered his blade. Instead of stealing their loot, he grabbed a fire bomb and tossed it... straight into the sea.