Mortem moved through the shadows like liquid night, his form merging seamlessly with the darkness as he made his way to the deck. He found Kaelor, who was patrolling the ship with his usual alertness, golden harpoon in hand. In one swift motion, Mortem gripped Kaelor's nape, holding him still for a moment.
"I am a subordinate of Canna-sama," he said, his voice low and deadly. "My master requests that you and your people brace yourselves—an incoming Catastrophe-class creature is on its way."
With that, Mortem released Kaelor and vanished as quickly as he had appeared, leaving Kaelor standing alone, stunned. Kaelor spun around, his golden harpoon raised and ready, but Mortem was already gone, melted back into the shadows. Realizing the urgency of the message, Kaelor's instincts kicked in, and he began issuing orders immediately.
"Drennard!" he shouted, his voice ringing across the deck. "Brace the ship! We've got an incoming Catastrophe-class monster!"
