Swamped

Do not resist, child. We will be reunited.

The voice is speaking to you, and it sounds exactly like your late mother.

On the one hand, you are completely certain that ghosts don't exist. On the other, considering you haven't heard your mother's voice in forty years, it would be hard for anyone to magically simulate it.

And more than that, the voice is having a powerful effect on your body. It takes a great amount of effort to do anything at all. You can see that the crew on the cannons are doing even worse than you, probably because they're superstitious enough to believe it's real. Several have collapsed to the ground, others are screaming.

This kind of power is beyond any magic you know. Which means it's most likely the work of a god. You really hope Nual's still watching out for you, but that's more the Captain's area of expertise than yours.

You force yourself forward. Maybe you can fire one of the cannons yourself. You don't know much about it, but you don't have a lot of other ideas.

AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Resk suddenly starts screaming at you through the mental link. Though it doesn't actually translate into volume, the added pressure of his mental state is more than you can handle, and you fall to your knees. The pain dulls just enough for you to think a little.

If you push yourself, you could probably break the link and relieve the pressure... but on the other hand, if you could calm Resk somehow, you might be able to get him to help.

Well, whatever you're going to try, best to do it soon. You doubt you can handle this for long.