Re: Secret Operations
Light like none have seen, bright as the sun but driven into crystalline chords of brilliant white shot out of mid air. The lights didn't move fast at first flowing like water as they bent, each a beam aiming at the men in the water and on the ship. The mailable rays of light, which were uncountable, hovered momentarily, waiting for the right moment. Just as Max funneled both mens' might, the light struck the faces of the crew. This was the handy work of Orlando, as part of an ancient order of light and knowledge, his sect had spent many years honing the skill of bending light to their purpose. At that moment, the men were ripped out of the water and set upon the ship carefully. From the group, they could see wet sailors flying through the air, albeit with screaming and odd shapes of their body. It was a fantastic sight to behold. A true genius of men with skill.
As it was the entire crew in the water were now back on the boat and the men in the second boat, had come to a halt. They stopped and rubbed their eyes; quick moments went by and then they realized what had transpired, not knowing fully how, but it was recognizable that one minute they were supposed to rescue men in the water and the next they were gone and back aboard the ship. This all took place of course in a blinding assault on the eyes by strange light tendrils that exploded in their face. All were deathly silent even the crew aboard the Coast Guard Vessel.
OOC-Ok, now what are we doing folks?