The massive claw came crashing down.

Neville's lone arm shot out to grab the winch chain. His empty left sleeve flapped wildly in the wind while the veins in his remaining right arm bulged as he wrapped the iron chain as thick as his forearm around his waist. He managed to haul the tilting ship back half an inch through sheer force.

"Form the iron chain formation," he bellowed.

The deck trembled under his thunderous roar.

20 burly soldiers immediately rushed forward to hammer the chain's bar