The azure sea fused with the clear blue sky, forming a magnificent tapestry. Sunshine scattered across the sparkling surface of the water, shimmering like countless diamonds.
The Cyart fleet, which set sail from the East Coast Province, arrived at an island on the White Sea and soon forcefully landed, beginning their battle against the garrison stationed there.
"Help!"
"Sea God, aid us!"
"The Cyart people are here!"
The combat was almost completely one-sided. Bishop Zane was the first to enter the fray, annihilating the enemy forces with overwhelming ease.
"Kill those natives, and avenge the Cyart people!"
"They are all evil heretics, death is too good for them!"
A massive water sphere suddenly enveloped the battlefield, trapping numerous White Sea natives. Trapped in the water with no chance of resistance, they died in terror and desperation.
Zayne calmly absorbed the lives of the natives, showing no trace of compassion.
