As Charles drew closer to the shipwreck, he could see writhing starfish clinging to it. The smell of gunpowder began to fill the air, signaling he had reached the edge of the battlefield.
WHOOSH! A pair of webbed, green-scaled claws suddenly shot out from beneath Charles's feet, grasping his legs tightly. This was just the beginning. More and more green claws reached out from the water, trying to drag him down into the depths.
Just as Charles was about to be overwhelmed by the claws, white arcs of electricity crackled over his body. The claws convulsed, and wisps of white smoke began to rise from them. With his Black Blade in hand, Charles swung it in a wide arc, sending blood splattering from a dozen severed green claws.
Nearby, a 60-meter-long Steamboat seemed to spot him and began to turn in his direction. Charles recognized the ship; it was Feierbahah's "Wave Razor." With Feierbahah at Navy Headquarters, he had no idea who was in command.
