Outside Verell Town, hundreds of merfolk waited nervously as they looked out into the distance.
The sky was pressed very low by the dark cursed barrier. They could already see the whirlpool formed from the three whirlwinds in the distance. The surface of the water was slightly unsettled.
Other than the garrison, the young and strong merfolk from the town had also joined them outside the town to reinforce the defenses.
The merfolk were all aware of how terrifying the Nether Sharks were. It was meaningless to run away from the town. For their loved ones in the town, the only thing they could do was stand strong and fight back.
Even if they could not defeat the ferocious Nether Sharks, as long as they could last till the reinforcements from Bulloch City came, there would be hope for Verell Town.
This was destined to be a deadly battle.
They had nowhere to retreat.
