The battle was over, but the sea was still roiling, churning with the remnants of the dark energy that had summoned the abominations. Maris hovered over the water, her wings slowly lowering her back down to the surface. The Marionettes, their task complete, faded back into the clouds, leaving behind only the quiet aftermath of the slaughter.
Maris landed gently on a nearby rock jutting out from the sea, her expression serene as she gazed out over the blood-stained water. The night was still, the only sound the gentle lapping of the waves against the shore. It was as if the horrific battle had never happened, and the sea was returning to its natural, peaceful state.
Maris put finger on her chin. She knew these sea creatures were not creature that appeared on land, and these creatures were not look like what she saw.
Maris had read many things and knew many things, so after few thinking, she could guess that there should be some problem with Water Source.
