Cress climbed carefully climbed on the rock alter. She took her position and lifted her hand in salute. For a few second nothing happened and she was about to make some snide comment about gullibility of tourists or something of the like.
Suddenly something caught her attention on the top of the rock altar she was standing on was a circle of glowing runes. They weren't glowing before but now they were bright golden.
Once more she felt a wave of heat from the bracers.
Suddenly the beach changed, shifted like someone ran a brush on it. The sky turned overcast and changed hue to yellowish orange, the sea was foaming and the dark green waves were cruel and high. At the distance she could see a ship, it was a sailing ship and it looked ancient. It even had a pirate flag, black with a white skull.
On the beach there were four people standing back to back. The lady from before, she was wearing the bracer and a black leather armor. Next to her was a broad shouldered man, dressed like a pirate with the posture of command, his skin was yellowish green and instead of hair he had tentacles, long one for a beard and mustache. He was holding a wicked blade in one hand and a flintlock in the other. To their side was another female form, this one had golden fur and long black hair. She was dressed in a swashbuckler outfit and had the sword, hat and pistole to back it up her facial feature resembled that of a fox or a rat and she had a matching tail. The last member of the group was tall skin like steal with inhuman face, instead of hair he had multiple horns and he was build like a warrior, he held a large spear.
The four were standing back to back with weapon drawn, ready for combat.
Surrounding them were a dozen "people" most had red scale skin with long flappy ears and large orb eyes, some were pale white and pink bald with head like a star fish and large pale green oblong eyes. They wore blue and yellow colors and were dressed with dark leather, armed with swords, tridents and clubs.
The scene quickly erupted into combat, from the start the four were far better warriors than their dozen opponents. The large steel colored man used his spear to slam enemies away like they were dolls, the lithe fox swashbuckler appeared to be dancing between enemy thrusts sending lighting fast quick lethal jabs. The captain was commanding his crew, there was no sound just image so Cress couldn't tell what he was saying but he was fighting as well as commanding. The woman whom Cress wore her bracer was pointing her hands and a gout of flame erupted toward some assailant. She pressed the two bracer together and suddenly there were six of her.
The fighting while intense took only a minute or so, the next Cress saw the companions were gathered around the prone figure of the bracer lady. The captain was holding her in his arms, her clothing were soaked with blue purple blood that was staining the sand. She touched his tentacle cheek one last time staining them purple and than she was gone.
Above the group a message in blue fire appeared, it was a long text in a language Cress didn't know and couldn't even recognize the symbols.
A few moment later the whole scene faded and Cress found herself alone on the shore.