"Around two hundred ships. They are crossing our borders right now, near Dead Island. You can't miss them." Fenagar's image disappeared, leaving the two alone again.
"What are we waiting for? Let's go!" Milea kicked one of Leegaain's scales, prompting him to get up.
"What are you planning to do?"
"Kill them all, what else? If they get close enough to our coasts, they could Warp Steps into the Gorgon Empire. I can't allow the maniacs who created such a plague into my lands.
"Not knowing they are insane enough to carry it with them instead of destroying it. I'd say their intent is clear. They don't seek asylum, they want new lands to start over. Well, not on my watch."
Milea dispatched several instructions, setting her fleet to sail with the order of sinking every ship coming from the Jiera continent, no matter the cost.
"What about the plague?" Leegaain asked.
