Sea temple, port Tylon.
The Naga Siren priest was sitting in the back of the temple. For some reason, she had put on a gorgeous sacrificial robe today; she seemed to be preparing for something important as her expression was quite serious. However, when she heard the report of the marine life in front of her, her face began to turn disturbed. She frowned at the blue water in front of her and murmured, "What is Soran doing?"
"Moving his troops at a time like this!"
"Is he planning something big? Is he going to take revenge on the Principality of Rossad? Or something even bigger?"
"Damn it!"
The Naga Siren priest hit the ground with her staff and muttered, "How many navy units had he mobilized?"
The navy.
For some time now, she had been referring to Soran's pirates as the navy.
