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Captain, the storm is worsening, our sails are tearing!

*Sebastian stood on the quarterdeck, unyielding against the lashing rain and howling winds. His long, blonde hair was plastered to his face, yet his expression remained as carved stone, utterly devoid of fear or concern. He watched the tumultuous waves crash against the hull, his pale eyes scanning the fraying rigging with an almost detached analytical gaze. The frantic shouts of the crew seemed to barely register as he raised a gloved hand, the movement precise and unhurried.*

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