Re: Khorsun
A'kos moves toward the bow, arriving on the fo'c'sle to look toward the smoky horizon.
"This bodes not well," he mutters to Miroslav.
Instinctively his hand rubs the pommel of his sword, and in taking in the scene he wonders at their best course of action.
"Ever was I more effective making war upon land," he adds. "See you any ships of battle? And are there any small inlets where it would be better to disembark, thus coming upon enemies from behind, caught unawares? Know me well, you've loved ones in that place...I would see them freed if at all possible..."