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(@Nelthro: Well that's a good way to find out it's location.)

Zirkan made it to the fort within a few hours. The sun was high in the sky, leaving little to know shadows in the barren terrain.

He was forced to hide in the shrubbery about a km from the fort to watch it from a safe distance without having to worry about being spotted.

It wouldn't be possible for him to use his power to slip into the shadows as there were barely any shadows to slip into. He'd need to rely on his Illusion magic to make it closer to the fort.

He could see quite a few soldiers on the battlements. Fort Cyrus looked very alert.

As Evalana's crew boarded the galleon, the furious Breton captain walked up to them. "You daft bastards! I demand to speak to your commanding officer this instant!"

The Breton sailors all looked furious at the Imperials.

Roderon's artillery didn't have a clear line of sight with the galiots, they were at the stern and stem of the Revenge. It was impossible to fire on them with the ballistae and tha catapults weren't fast enough to fire on them accurately.

"Surrender, Captain Roderon of the King Edgar's Revenge!" Someone on the galleon yelled over the water. "We may yet let you and your crew come out of this alive!"

Lhotun spotted an area of the black market with numerous soldiers bearing the mark of the EETC. He looked visibly confused.

Shav noticed this and explained. "You think the East Empire Company doesn't participate in illegal trade? A few of their higher ups have their hands on the piracy business."

"We should avoid them." Lhotun suggested.

Shav agreed. "If they find out we stole one of their shipments, they might hire some other pirate crew to get the goods back through force. I'm sure Deros is already aware of this, he can handle the fencing of the goods without drawing attention to us. Come on, we're near the tavern."