"I'm not too sure how much of an explosion this will produce, however I do know that it'll be a good idea to not be anywhere near this when it does go off." Alyon chucked a little as she spoke. As much as she was trying to take this seriously nothing could really suppress the excitement of being given the ability to blow up something like a boat.
As the two reached the side of the boat Fraya began to try and break into the side wall. Alyon could see the difficulty that she was having and decided to butt in, pulling out her sword and stabbing it into the small hole that Fraya had started. There she twisted it and turned it until it punched through the side. "See if you can use that to pull off a panel now."
While Fraya was using the last of her strength to open the side of the boat, Alyon turned to where the explosive device was sitting and picked it up ready to light it and throw it into the hull of the ship. With her wet hands she held the instrument but without any foresight into what was about to happen, her grip gave way. There she watched as the stick of dynamite bounced out of her hand, hit the edge of the row boat and fell into the water with a subtle "Plop".
Alyon froze for a moment before leaning over briefly to gaze down into the water below. Her jaw hung wide open as she returned back to her sitting position. She sat there silently, breaking that silence only for a moment to to whisper the quiet words of, "Oh Shit..."
As the two reached the side of the boat Fraya began to try and break into the side wall. Alyon could see the difficulty that she was having and decided to butt in, pulling out her sword and stabbing it into the small hole that Fraya had started. There she twisted it and turned it until it punched through the side. "See if you can use that to pull off a panel now."
While Fraya was using the last of her strength to open the side of the boat, Alyon turned to where the explosive device was sitting and picked it up ready to light it and throw it into the hull of the ship. With her wet hands she held the instrument but without any foresight into what was about to happen, her grip gave way. There she watched as the stick of dynamite bounced out of her hand, hit the edge of the row boat and fell into the water with a subtle "Plop".
Alyon froze for a moment before leaning over briefly to gaze down into the water below. Her jaw hung wide open as she returned back to her sitting position. She sat there silently, breaking that silence only for a moment to to whisper the quiet words of, "Oh Shit..."