The blue fire had spread faster than anyone could have predicted, consuming the ship in under a minute. The heat grew so intense that the deck splintered, collapsing in sections into the water below.
The once-formidable vessel became an inferno on the horizon, its silhouette crumbling under the relentless hunger of the flames.
From her vantage point at the docks, Zephyra stood flanked by the local lords and one of Glaucus' mighty fortunes, a trader of immense wealth, and the second-highest military authority in the city.
Their earlier conversation had ebbed into silence as they stared at the distant blaze.
The reflections of the flames painted the waters like a fractured, inverted sky. Around them, a growing crowd of onlookers murmured in awe and fear.
