"Is that... a pirate ship?"
Gus had charged up to the mainmast's platform at the first opportunity, making out the silhouette of the dark shape. The Golden Deer unfurled its fore-and-aft sails, pulled the braces to transform the foremast's square sails into fore-and-aft sails, and had already completed the "starboard Qiangfeng—sailing close-hauled" maneuver, heading upwind.
