Alex opened the door, scanning the crowd gathered around. He activated his disguise, a derivative of his Invisibility Skill. It wasn't perfect, but it worked by bending light around him, altering how others perceived him. The trick was to manipulate the reflections in people's corneas so that he appeared different. However, Alex knew that if someone significantly stronger appeared, he wouldn't be able to maintain the disguise; it would drain too much energy and shut off. Fortunately, he didn't sense anyone with that kind of power here.
"Please, sir! Come out!" urged the cleaners, leading him to the top of the ship.
Alex gritted his teeth and followed them, extending his senses to gauge the situation outside. He sensed a massive fleet—an armada—waiting for a response. As he ascended to the deck, the sailors were gathered.
"SIR STRATEGOS!" they called out, standing at attention with a formal navy salute.
