"So what's the plan?"
The ship was now away from the harbor. You can still see the city, but the same can't be said with hearing the noise it made.
"The main idea is simple, finish the Admiral before arriving at Lyrewharf." Dov casually leaned his arms on the fence, dismissing himself from any attention. "That city is the Naiad Dynasty's (water element nation) military powerhouse. Fighting him there is worse than suicide."
"I see… so we're fighting him on the ship." Celene looked down upon the river, spotting a couple aquatic creatures lurking below them. "Wait! What about other ports? This ship will harbor two times before arriving at Lyrewharf, right?"
"Correct. Our first stop will be the Left Naiad's Eye, there's a camp there where sailors rest. And the next one is a dwarven port, Sharkleg Anchorage." Dov added. "Ship will always stop right before the sun's down, so we can strike him at night. Although…"
