"Mr. Larden, looks like we've got company."
Ryan's expression was grim as he stared at the circling sharks in the water below.
Matthew glanced at him. "How did you handle this kind of situation before?"
"Overwhelming firepower," Ryan replied flatly.
He continued, "These sharks seem to be smart. As long as your firepower exceeds the value of whatever they think they can get from you, they'll move on and look for an easier target."
Matthew shifted his gaze to the sea, where the sharks circled relentlessly, clearly waiting for an opportunity to strike.
"Do we have anything on this ship that can scare them off?"
Ryan shook his head. "We used to carry sonic weapons for deterrence. But there's nothing like that on board this time, and any firepower we do have would hit us just as hard as it would them."
Matthew nodded. "Then, we leave them alone for now. They're just circling under the hull. If they start getting aggressive, we'll deal with it then."
To him, none of the sharks under the Medusa Warship were even worth a second move. He had no concern whatsoever.
Seeing how calm Matthew was, Ryan began to relax.
Matthew even pulled two lounge chairs and a couple of sodas from the cabin.
Watching Matthew stretch out on one of the chairs, Ryan nervously swallowed.
This was Bloodfin Bay, after all.
Thousands of sharks were circling just below the surface of the water beneath them.
Every time Ryan had passed through Bloodfin Bay before, he had done so with the utmost caution.
Never once had he been as relaxed as Matthew was now.
After a few minutes of internal struggle, Ryan gave in—and lay down.
Resting in the soft lounge chair, sipping the still-chilled soda in his hand, a sense of peace washed over him.
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