The anxious tourists clamoured at the Baymardians on the ships beside them, screaming and requesting to watch or get news on the matter.
They were so anxious that some wished they could jump over their own ships and land onto the Coast Guard ships, begging these people nonstop.
But no matter how they pleaded or what they offered, the Baymardians stood on deck, with calm smiles on their faces, holding long red glowing sticks, pointing at the direction they should move.
They pointed their glowing sticks as if dancing, making the tourists feel like they were talking to blockheads.
Curses!
.
Meanwhile, back on the battleships, everyone was finally ready for action.
"Generals! All companies have successfully surrounded the enemy fleet.
Ready to engage."
"Good." Yara and Ruby answered in unison and nodded.
