While the rest of the group grew increasingly anxious about the sea folk's unexpected attack, Rain found himself considering their potential intentions. It seemed as though the others were eager to launch an immediate attack, intending to feign a retreat a few hours into the night or perhaps even stage a fake assault to further wear down the human defenders.
However, Rain had a different perspective. He had a hunch about what the sea folk might be planning, and it led him to contemplate an alternative course of action. In any case, the group approached the port and saw the destruction that the attackers had caused.
Buildings lay in ruins, reduced to piles of rubble and debris. Streets, once bustling with life, were now littered with wreckage and remnants of shattered structures. Fires had swept through large sections of the town, leaving behind charred remains and a lingering, acrid odor in the air.
