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... rashed relentlessly against the hull of the flag-bearing Sovereign-class battleship, but the ship was far from alone. Dozens, no, hundreds of warships cut through the sea alongside it, advancing in tight formation like an arrow released from a bow string, which sees only its aim and nothing else. Their wakes overlapped and merged, turning the ocean behind them into churning white foam.
On the decks, sailors of different nations moved with purpose. British crews adjusted sails and lines, ...
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