The Sea of Mist stretched endlessly. The gray sky pressed down upon it like a blanket of smoke.
Waves battered the steel hull of the NRS Orion mercilessly. Boom... CRASH! Geysers of saltwater rocketed upward, drenching the wooden deck of the light destroyer as it relentlessly plowed through the storm.
Vwuuunggg...
The low hum of the mana-engines in the ship's belly vibrated steadily, pumping a rhythm of tension into the veins of every crew member.
Not a single soldier was slacking off. The infantry stood on high alert. Members of Borch's Ghost Squad melted silently into the shadowed corners of the deck, their eyes constantly scanning the horizon.
At the foredeck, Selene stood tall. The sea-blue robes of her Water Arcanum whipped fiercely in the wind. Behind the master of water, ten Luminara knights lined up in absolute silence.
Meanwhile, on the deserted aft deck... Rumina Sudrath stood all alone.
