[Asryth]

Arth looked around as the recently skewered man slumped to the ground, dead. She was gone. Damned hunters! Gone to Ketch, no doubt. With Martin no where to be found, and Jonas...

"Jonas!"

Caleb had momentarily forgotten about his Master Gunner. He rushed over to the dingy. Jonas lay sprawled at the bottom of the boat. Arth climbed into the gently rocking dingy. Reaching down to pull him up, Caleb noticed the yellow rock dangling from the lad's neck.

"Well... I'll be damned!"

He slapped him on the cheek, in an attempt to revive him. The young Gunner stirred. Arth splashed some sea water on his face, and he opened his eyes a bit.

"Why did ye never tell me?" Arth questioned the young man.

"Smythe... the others... They took the Ursa."

"I know, lad. I know. But don't ye worry. I'll see her again, an' ye'll be with me. Let's get ye ashore. Can ye stand?"

With the effects of the harune still lingering, Jonas had a hard time staying upright. Even so, they managed to get onto the dock.