Under the cloak of night, the fleet spread out in a circle, with the Ditch Number main ship at the center. A small escort ship sailed out, and barrels of kerosene were poured into the sea. The thick liquid surfaced, bobbing slightly with the waves.
Fire at sea is often more terrifying than on land, and some sailors worried they could not control the blaze. Fortunately, the amount of kerosene poured wasn't much, and it wouldn't lead to a disaster of great magnitude.
Once the preparations were complete, Archbishop Brandon nodded. A Demon Hunter approached the bow, exhaling a fire dragon that ignited the kerosene.
Flames roared to life, billowing smoke into the black sky, and the sea turned a scorching red from the blaze. The intense heat hit in waves, and the Second Prince, standing at the edge of the ship, had to step back abruptly, gasping for air.
