Roland and Jett stood on the ice, watching the two battleships that were rapidly catching up to them.
Jett was a bit excited. He had already taken his mace, as well as his studded small round shield, out of his Backpack, licking his lips in excitement. He had the frenzied expression of a maniac who was about to jump over and go on a killing spree when the battleships got closer.
However, after waiting for the battleships to get closer and waiting for the soldiers who stood by the ship's railing to show their faces, Roland and Jett both had disappointed expressions.
These two battleships weren't large; at most they could only be considered medium-sized ships.
After all, this was just a large river, and the riverbed wasn't deep enough to support a truly large battleship.
But what really disappointed Roland and Jett was the mental state of the sailors on board.
Although the other side stood taller on their ships and had more people…
