"Uhm, Deron, were you expectin' somethin' like that?" Jabani looks at the enemy team's ship, now covered in a large water barrier with a mix of concern and awe.
"There's no way that's just third circle magic...!" Minaric's eyes widen at the approaching battleship. The rest of the crew steps up beside him as well, all concerned, except for Marcus, whose face remains as aloof as ever.
"It isn't, but they aren't breaking any rules..." Deron sighs, "Magical items were allowed, and I expected it... But this is a little more than I thought, however, it doesn't change anything..."
"He's right," Marcus says, lifting another cannonball and hurls it at the warship, while it doesn't cause any damage to the ship itself, the mages maintaining the water construct twitch slightly, their mana draining slightly to resist the attack, "Just do what Deron says and we should win, right?"
