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Buccaneers Ship Stadium -

Finn looked down. The grey-cloaks were herding the panicked crowd toward a single, unlit gangplank—one that led not to a dock, but to a waiting slave barge.

It was called The Crimson Wake .

The sun hammered down on the Port of New Providence, turning the sea-slicked cobblestones into a mirror of glare. Finn “Barnacle” Barlow squinted up at the impossible thing his uncle had just bought.

Finn looked down. The grey-cloaks were herding the panicked crowd toward a single, unlit gangplank—one that led not to a dock, but to a waiting slave barge.

It was called The Crimson Wake .

The sun hammered down on the Port of New Providence, turning the sea-slicked cobblestones into a mirror of glare. Finn “Barnacle” Barlow squinted up at the impossible thing his uncle had just bought.