Yu Lin Bloodhawk was inwardly wailing too. Damn it, how was I supposed to know things would change this much? I'm just a nobody, not a god. How could everything possibly go my way?
If things had followed the pirate quest on the original map in the Badlands, he would have had at least three or four gunships by now. But the Bloodsail Buccaneers seemed to have activated some sort of all-seeing-eye skill too. Who knew why they had abandoned their old base in such a hurry and all fled?
Yu Lin Bloodhawk had actually been rather irritated these past few days. Before the fleet departed Ratchet, he had prepared enough gunners and sailors, but who knew why, now that they were out here, the pirates' distribution no longer matched the map he remembered? In the game, there should have been pirate ships moored somewhere not far from Ratchet. Now there was not a single ship, only a deserted base.
Yu Lin Bloodhawk had a vague suspicion, but he felt it was rather unlikely. All he could do was accompany Sylvanas outside to take a look and listen to her grumble.
Sylvanas was not normally a jinx, much less someone whose every word came true. The girl might be devious, but she was not uncanny to that extent. Yu Lin Bloodhawk had only come out with her today because he was genuinely bored too.
Yet, as luck would have it, Sylvanas's words seemed to have been blessed with power today. Not long after that one complaint, a Gryphon Rider returned to report that ten pirate warships had been spotted roughly twenty nautical miles ahead of the fleet. The ten ships were racing toward them in a single-file column.
"Really? Did you get a clear look? Are you sure there are