The nightmare breached the blurred boundary, arriving beside everyone, leaving them unsure whether they were in reality or a nightmare from which they could not awaken.
The sound of explosions never ceased by the ear, artillery shells fell on the shores of Ice Bay, igniting fierce flames, and after a brief panic, another round of shelling began, only this time the sound came from within Ice Bay.
The coastal defense cannons began to operate, though it was unclear how these ironclad ships crossed the alert and arrived here, but now all that could be done was to retaliate.
Shells tore into crimson trails of light, interweaving into each other, becoming swords of mutual aggression.
Everyone watched this sea area in panic, the next moment, rolling flames forged into a burning spear, piercing through the night sky, hitting an ironclad ship a few seconds later.
