[It is impossible to control descent, but there's enough things on the side of the ship to grab onto. In Enkidu's case, that means one of the canons that peaks from the side of the boat on one of the lower decks. His grip is barely there, but he happily drops the ax in his hand so that he can pull himself up.
There's a few moments when Enkidu lets himself perch atop the great iron cannon, to catch his breath and take stock of the situation.
Right, climb back up it is. The window the cannon peers out of is too small. With little effort, he finds the best handhold that he can, and slowly, steadily pulls himself up the ship's side.
It'd be easier if he was bigger, he notes bitterly.]
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There's a few moments when Enkidu lets himself perch atop the great iron cannon, to catch his breath and take stock of the situation.
Right, climb back up it is. The window the cannon peers out of is too small. With little effort, he finds the best handhold that he can, and slowly, steadily pulls himself up the ship's side.
It'd be easier if he was bigger, he notes bitterly.]