The three days went by, full of sweat and hard work. One day was spent resting, training, coordinating, and laughing.
Thus, on the morning of the fourth day, they began. The world crisp as the fleet of Kobaya ships pushed off from the shore, the newly crafted wooden hulls cutting through the gentle waves. Fishermen rowed steadily, their strong, practiced strokes propelling the boats forward. Players stood ready for combat, one close-ranger fighter paired with a long-range fighter. Guilds huddled together in their respective ships.
Every usable eye scanned the horizons. Humans were alike in the regard that dangers could not be accepted as such until they witnessed it.
