"Sea Swallow" came to a halt.
When the formidable charger stopped, it was almost reduced to a pile of debris by the constant barrage of artillery fire, its original hull structure was long gone, not even a complete piece of deck or building wreckage could be found. Shredded hulls and internal materials were scattered across the sea surface like spills, bits of wreck floated among slowly dispersing black mud, and flames, still unextinguished, burned amongst the fragments, polluting the air with thick smoke that billowed upwards.
And along the path where the "Sea Swallow" had once charged, there spread a substance akin to mud—an ominous black streak stretched for more than a dozen nautical miles in the sea, like the disgusting slime left behind by a soft-bodied creature crawling ashore, it undulated slowly on the sea surface with the wind and waves, and did not dissipate for a long time.
