Last Light and the Sea Punishers met ashore and were ready for battle. Gisle stared intently at Dylan. He knew that even in this situation, this man could give them trouble and kill several people.
"Wain, I'm going to have to ask you to take an active part in this battle. I hope you don't mind?" Asked Gisle stepping forward.
"Sure, I'm going to have a lot of fun. An azure sea, a bright blue moon, and a beach white as pearls, a more beautiful arena for battle would be hard to find." Proclaimed Wain and went forward with Gisle.
Dylan and Elsa did the same. In this fight, the strong would fight the strong, and the weak would fight the weak. At least, that's how this battle would begin.
"Dylan, you are too stubborn. You could have joined us like so many other organizations. Do you really want your loyal comrades to die for your silly ideals?" Asked Gisle.
He knew that most likely his words would have no effect, but he had to try, one last time.
