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On the far side of the ship, a cloak flapped wildly, glowing with an Eye of Horus. With club in hand, Skymaster Horus fought off a massive grakyl while keeping one hand on the rudder. He missed a strike, and the grakyl shoved into him, knocking them both into the rudder.
The ship swung sideways, tilting to starboard.
“Hold tight!” Jake yelled.
The war slid across the deck, adding to the chaos.
One of the ropes tethering the balloon to the ship snapped away, striking a flying grakyl and cutting off its wings. The creature fell screaming toward the desert.
Jake pointed to the stern. If the skymaster lost control of the ship, they were all doomed. Staying low, he led the others and reached the steps up to the stern deck just as a hatch popped open in front of him. Still in hunting garb, Nefertiti leaped out.
She landed in a pounce, spear in hand. Taking in the battle with a sweep of her eyes, she scowled at Jake as if this were all his fault.
Behind her, the grakyl tore the captain off the rudder. “The skymaster needs help!” he shouted.
She turned to see to the pair tumbling across the deck. “Horus!”
The rudder swung, and the ship rolled the other way. Jake and Nefertiti snatched the edge of the hatch. The others weren’t so lucky. They lost their footing and went sliding across the deck.
Jake watched them hit the rail with some force. They all caught hold—except Marika. The body of a grakyl struck her from behind and sent her toppling overboard. She fell away with a piercing scream.
“Mari!”
But she was gone.
“Help me!” Nefertiti ordered.
Jake wanted to shove her away and race after his friend. But he saw the fear in the Egyptian’s eyes.
Pindor screamed. “Mari caught hold of the sail!”
Jake glanced to him, picturing the widespread wings beneath the ship.
“She’s barely hanging on!” Pindor yelled.
“Jake!” Kady turned to him, her face fierce. “You must straighten this boat! Or she’s going to fall!”
Nefertiti grabbed his shoulder. “Go for the rudder. I’ll help Horus.”
He nodded, and together they scrambled across the tilted deck. Nefertiti leaped into the fray with the huge grakyl. No longer a princess, only a skilled hunter.
Jake reached the rudder and shouldered into it. He dug in with the toes of his boots and pushed with his entire body. Slowly the rudder gave way. The deck shifted under his legs, but he kept firm hold, pushing until the boat flew evenly.
Jake risked a glance to Nefertiti, who stood over the body of the huge grakyl. She’d speared it through an eye. Horus sat against the rail, cradling a broken arm, his face slashed by claws, still dazed.
Kady came running up, her fencing sword in hand. “Hold the ship steady, Jake! Bach’uuk and Pindor are dropping a rope to Mari!”
Jake wanted to run and help, but he dared not abandon his hold on the rudder. With the keel even, men found their footing and fought on. Steps away, Kady and Nefertiti fought side by side to hold the horde back from Jake so he could keep the ship flying straight.