Beebz, while her adoptive mom was talking about getting through the barrier via brute force if possible, was looking at the horizon while standing atop the ship's mast. "Ugh. Do we have to climb up those massive chains? There's gotta be an easier way up-" And then she spotted it....trouble in the distance! Or more like the sure sign of smoke from a raging fire, and faint screams carried by the wind...something was going on in that distant island.
Not the type to let anyone fend for themselves, Beebz was already springing into action, with or without her mother's approval! "Hold that thought Mom! Someone's in danger, I can feel it! Dad can wait a damn minute or two, we'll save the locals first and maybe they can give us a clue on how to talk to Dad later!"
Beebz had transformed into her mighty (and by mighty I mean very small) leviathan form and started swimming towards the island at a breakneck pace! She was getting pretty good at swimming in this form at least, nearly as fast as Madeline in fact. "Keep up Mom!" Beebz called out, nearly at the island's shore already.
The situation was looking pretty grim...houses were ablaze, kids were crying, and people were scrambling to put out the fires...as Beebz transformed back to normal, she was quickly thinking of what to do when her thoughts ground to a halt. In the distance she could see...she could see...
"....D-Dad...?" Beebz mumbled to herself, in shock as she grew pale. Maybe he was here to help...?
*Yeah*, Beebz thought to herself, *Yeah of course he's here to help. He's the King right? He's probably gonna use a spell or something to put out the fires and-*
Before Beebz could call out...before she could get his attention....From his fingertips, a fireball crashed violently into another house, sending embers raining down on the cowering islanders caught in the crossfire. Then, as quickly as he had appeared, he was gone with a swift teleportation spell.
Before Beebz could even begin to process what she had just saw...several warships beached themselves along the shore, ramps unfurling. Out from the ships came several groups of armored demons, swords and flintlocks at the ready. "FOR KING RAGNAR! All those who house members of the resistance shall be made an example of! Bring out the Gearser-GAH!"
The goon didn't have have time to finish his sentence, as Beebz had blitzed over to him and kneed him in the face, sending him crashing into the ocean in an almost comical fashion! Granted, she hadn't been thinking things through but...she couldn't stand the sight of families huddled together, begging for mercy.
"I...I don't what's going on...or what he was doing...or what he was even THINKING! But I do know one thing...you guys better get your asses back on those ships if you know what's good for you. Or I'll send you flyin' myself!" But judging from the soldiers furious grimaces, they weren't gonna listen to her...which was alright with her. She could use an excuse to let loose and vent out her frustrations!