Neither the Wabbit nor Rabbit Jenny could
do the slightest thing about what happened next. Thoth the Whale expanded to
giant proportions and the undertow from his wake trapped both Lepus and Unut in a vice-like grip. The Wabbit looked at his instruments and shrugged and
gave up as the Unut was hauled across the ocean. On the Lepus, Jenny tried fighting with
controls but to no effect. But somehow, Thoth glided on the ocean surface like a
hydrofoil. The Unut's video link sparked out, so the Wabbit
looked away and tested the ship-to-ship radio to see if it was working. There was
a whoosh from the speaker as if the sea had got into the circuits, but Jenny’s
voice cut through like crystal. "We have to run with the whale, Commander." "I hope he really knows where he’s going," sighed the Wabbit. Jenny’s eyes narrowed. "The Goddess Unut sent him?" "She
tends to interfere," said the Wabbit. There was an awful noise as the hull of
the Lepus rumbled then groaned. "Will she hold?" asked the Wabbit. "She’ll
hold," said Jenny, "she’s been through worse." "Brecan’s Cauldron?" asked the
Wabbit with a shudder. The radio whooshed but it couldn’t cover the clarity of Jenny’s
voice. "I love to sail forbidden seas, and land on barbarous coasts." Now
silence fell, except for the roaring of water past hull. "What can Wablantis look
like?" murmured the Wabbit. "Ignorance is the mother of fear," responded Jenny. "Who’s the father?" smirked the Wabbit.
