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irreplaceable round.
    The hypervelocity bead was impossible to see, and the sound of the single shot was buried under the ongoing blasts from Erkum’s cannon. The effect, however, was easy to discern as the barrel shattered into a thousand pieces.
    “Hah!” Erkum grunted as he threw the gun over his back once more in satisfaction. “And they say I can’t shoot.”
    He snorted magnificently, picked up the expended magazine, and slid it into one of the holders on his harness.
    Fain shook his head in a gesture copied from the humans, and clapped his lower hands.
    “No question,” he agreed. “You’re getting better.”
    “Me and my gun, we’ll protect you, Krindi.” Erkum rubbed a horn and shook his own head. “Did you see how it just exploded? I can’t wait to get to use it for real.”
    Krindi looked to the stern of the ship and smiled as the human lifted her visor and gave a sardonic salute. And because the Mardukan was looking in that direction, he was one of the few to see the ocean open up behind the ship.
    The opening was at least twenty meters across, a yawning cavern in the abruptly surfacing snout of a piscine easily as long as Sea Skimmer herself. The giant predator was an ambush hunter, like the terrestrial stonefish, and the snap-opening of its tooth-filled maw created a low-level vacuum that literally stopped the ship in her tracks.
    Then the schooner dropped.
    There were screams, human and Mardukan, throughout the ship as it first stopped dead in the water, then dropped backwards to scrape its copper-sheathed hull across the beast’s lower teeth. And there were more screams as the maw snapped shut. The jaws shattered the ship, cutting it nearly in half, and pulling the mainmast over backwards as they clamped down on the stays.
    Krindi bit down his own scream as the schooner staggered backwards and he saw the human sergeant and Major Bes tumble off the stern of the ship and down the creature’s gullet. There was nothing wrong with his reflexes, however, and his left true-hand lashed out and grasped a line just before the beast bit down.
    Erkum bellowed in rage as the impact of the thing’s jaws on the deck flipped them both into the air like toys. Instead of grabbing a rope, though, the big private was clawing at his cannon even as he roared his fury, and then everything came back down and the beast pulled back with a twist of its massive head that reduced the already shattered transom to splinters.
    What remained of the truncated ship started to settle by the stern, the deck sloping precariously down to the water, masts shattered and over the side. Anyone who hadn’t already grabbed a rope was left to scramble for lines as they slid towards the frothing green water, and Krindi cursed and grabbed his own flailing cable with a stronger false-hand. He heard screams and cries from below decks, and knew that any of his detachment he hadn’t lost in the first tremendous bite were probably doomed. But for the moment, all he could think about was whether or not he, personally, would survive.
    He snatched at Erkum as the still-cursing private slid past. Somehow, Pol had gotten his gun back off of his back, and now he was trying to fit a magazine into place. What he thought he was going to do with it was more than Fain could have said, but the captain wasn’t about to let him die just because he was being an idiot.
    Krindi glanced at the water and hissed in anger as he saw the shadow of the beast, surrounded by a pool of red, whip around and come back. Apparently, the first taste hadn’t been good enough, and it wanted the rest of the ship.
    Unfortunately, there wasn’t much the Diasprans could do about that.

    Roger had been leaning on the ship’s rail, looking at nothing in particular, when the beast surfaced. It wasn’t in his direct line of sight, but movement draws the human eye, and as the company had found out, a combination of natural genetics and engineering had left Roger with reactions that