"How will we defeat them? they outnumber us by at least ten thousand" said a tall dark skinned beautiful looking girl, who was hanging from the top of the front mast with binoculars shouting to the captain of this vessel.

" We don't have to defeat them girl, we just have to push them so the other side has to deal with them" replied the black-haired dark-skinned man who could be seen as any age between 30 - 530 considering his race.

This ship was very close to reaching its destination along with 50 other ships just like this one following closely behind. All these ships could be seen waving a Navy-blue flag with a black spiral in the middle. This was war and there was an air of eerie anticipation and fear of not knowing if they will ever see another night.

The girl jumped down from the mast of the leading ship readied her staff in excitement for this was her first battle, yet she was sweating and holding onto a small dagger given to her by her mother which she preferred over the staff. She closed her eyes took a deep breath and opened to see a sea of enemies far closer than before and far angrier than it was physically possible for a human to be.

"Magicians ready!" she heard the shouting captain from behind her, and this cleared her mind at once.

and then the most important command was shouted.

"ATTACK !!!"