When the storm roiled high, Freya, the captain, cursed the dysentery that had taken their wind-caller. She reminded her first mate to sail fast for nearest port, then stood on the bridge and waited.
The sea serpent reared its head up out of the sea, opening its mouth in a roar.
She landed, wrapping her arms and legs around the serpent’s neck. Sharp scales cut the skin of her arms as she inched higher. She drew her dagger and plunged it deep into the weak spot behind the creature’s jaw.
Together, snake and captain fell into deep water.
Author’s Note: It sucks when your spellcaster dies before the main boss shows up.