"No matter how desperately one may flee from his past, it will always return to haunt him."
~Tasmiya Shaik
SOUTH VALERIAN SEA
300 Miles North Of Durenhal
SABER FANG SHIP
The sound of ear-piercing cannon fire disturbed the quiet waters of the sea, and incited fear within the creatures of the depths that had surfaced to enjoy the sweet taste of air. The thunderous booms forced them to retreat to their corals, and underwater caves. The evening's crimson spectrum ignited the skies, but unfortunately for those who had set sail in the cause of justice, would not be so easily guided by heaven's light. There were shouts from the full-rigged frigate ship that sailed at least a hundred metres to the Northwest of the Saber Fang ship.
