The Iron Crutch Saint stopped waving his crutch, and the sea gradually returned to calm.
And the Daylight Saint had vanished without a trace.
"Has the Daylight Saint been defeated?" people asked themselves.
"It must be, that kind of huge wave could probably tear apart ships!"
Just then, a massive wave surged high into the sky.
"It's the Daylight Saint!"
"The Daylight Saint hasn't been defeated!"
People excitedly discovered that the Daylight Saint hadn't perished.
The great wave shot into the sky, and atop it stood the Daylight Saint, with a silver war bow fully drawn in her hands, on the bowstring were nocked nine arrows.
"Nine Dragons Daylight!"
Following the Daylight Saint's delicate shout, nine arrows transformed into nine Flood Dragons and barraged towards the Iron Crutch Saint.
Bang bang bang!
The Iron Crutch Saint kept swinging his iron crutch, shattering each arrow-turned-Flood Dragon one by one.
