"This— this is such a terrible mistake from our side! I couldn't see a single way for us to finish the mission right here… right now…" Dov stood fast in his stance. Not a single damage was done to his body and both his energies were still far from even reaching half. But he got surrounded on every corner by hundreds of cannons ready to sweep his life clean.
The only place he could be somewhat safe was the bow, the front side of the ship. But even then, the two [Ancestral Ship]s could just move and have him sandwiched in three sections.
"Tck! Celene and Rhosyn didn't do well either." Dov used his sense to peek at the situation below. "They're having a hard time fighting the Admiral with most elementals died out."
"The humans… Shaman's Tears! They got blocked out by the [Ancestral Ship]. Those spectral creatures can easily repair themselves with magic."
"We need to retreat… but with all these ships, can we even do that?"
