Several days after the meeting held by the various A ranks participating in the defense of the Desolate Lands, word came in from the patrols sent out to sea.
"A massive fleet consisting of up to a thousand ships has been spotted." Leonidas grunted with his arms folded over his chest. His eyes roamed over the faces that had gathered around the planning table.
"How are our forces taking care of it?" Leon asked.
"That is what we are here to discuss. I was hoping your summons could help beat down their numbers before they came any closer." Leonidas replied, turning to look at Leon.
"...I guess I could do that." Leon hummed and rubbed his chin.
Leonidas nodded and turned back to the map that was spread out over the table where they were all gathered. He spoke a bit more concerning the location of the fleet and how they would deal with the Demons when they came into the optimal engagement range.
