Dark clouds covered almost half of the bright moon.
As the steam from the sea kept rising to the sky, the moon started to become blurry.
Yet under the blurry moon, a minimal amount of moonlight shone over the blazing figure. Following its blazing fire, the night became bright, dazzling and even eye-catching.
It looked like there was a smaller burning sun rising up high in the night sky.
Though, the soldiers on the battleships couldn't admire such a peculiar scene.
The rampant aura brought forth endless chaos, the dense sulphuric scent was like a sign of a volcanic eruption.
Trembling with fear, the soldiers who had weaker wills started to mutter gibberish to themselves, they fled in disorder around the ship deck.
Some of the stronger willed soldiers were frozen as well when they saw the devilish figure, only a single thought lingered in their mind.
How could the Sanctuary house a devil? Why would the Sanctuary send out a devil?
General Barry was asking the same question too.
