As the night dragged on, Kelpi swam down to Maraqua after informing Blaidd that his job was done.
Whilst Blaidd slept, a sinister shadow crept in and put a sea-weed necklace around her neck. Scarblade's Plan was in motion! Blaidd woke under the sea, a few hours until dawn. She was a prisoner of a sea-monster, bound to a rock by a strong rope. She knew that she couldn't escape without being killed in the attempt. She let an inconspicuous piece of sea-litter from her pocket float up from the ground.
On the surface it was dawn. Scarblade anxiously watched the falling and rising seas. His eyes darted nervously around the sea. He was not worried of finding the crew up at this hour. He had drugged them with a special draught which would make them wake very late into the afternoon. He saw Kelp, tied to a small driftwood piece bob on the surface and his eyes fixated on it. He knew, it was Blaidd. He climbed on top of the railings. Then he plunged into the briny sea. Finding the sea-monster's lair, Scarblade sneaked inside, weaving in and amongst each shadow, he found his way to Blaidd. To cut her loose. She swam out of the cave mouth. But now the Leviathan was awake!
Scarblade drew his swords, and began attacking the Leviathan. Scarblade fought harder, thinking only for the safety of Blaidd. When Scarblade won his fight, he turned out to the see out the mouth of the cave. Now his heart saw a sight which filled his heart with Envy and rage. As he swam out of the cave, he saw Blaidd swimming towards Maraqua. Wounded to the heart, he unleashed a terrible curse.
Underwater, the Sea and the Dark Faeries heard that curse.
A giant whirlpool slowly descended on top of Maraqua. Scarblade surfaced and got back onto his ship after watching the whirlpool destroy most of Maraqua. A whirlpool that would last for a year. He felt glad that he had destroyed the Maraquan rebels, but his heart was torn for his love of Blaidd.
He consoled himself by saying,
"At least Maraqua's dead."
Maybe Blaidd was going for help? He pondered.
No. That felt Impossible. Maybe Blaidd survived who knew?
The death-ship, The Revenge sailed away into the storm-clouds of the tempest above water to come. As the ship left, a face surfaced a few miles away from the whirlpool.
It was Blaidd!
She had dodged the whirlpool and missed being killed.
A small rowing boat came closer towards her,
Inside were a cloaked Usul and a yellow Ixi that wore a bandana.
"I'm not a Pirate," spoke Blaidd. "I'm from Maraqua. Maraqua's been destroyed by Scarblade."
"Then you'd better come with us."
The Ixi he said, and then he helped her in.
Many hours from now, since the destruction of Maraqua.
As the Sun set on Maraqua's ruins, the two Lupes watched the sun.
Maybe she did survive? Thought Scarblade regrettably.
Blaidd thought,
It's time for me to return to my home-land.