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Chapter 21

CONFLAGRATION

DEAD CENTER OF THE VALED SEA,

LATE AFTERNOON HOURS.

"Steady as she goes"

Harold barked at the helmsman of the Grenalian flagship "Grey Thunder".

"Steady as she goes aye aye Sir"

The Helmsman responded as he kept steering the ship steady and true.

Harold the High Marshall of Grenalia walked out of the bridge and onto the sea water soaked deck as he looked out at the fleet of ships sailing alongside him.

20 massive warships, all armed to the teeth and crewed by brave humans saddled with tools of warfare.

Upon Harold's ascension to the office of the High Marshall,

He immediately drafted his most trusted militiamen into the Grenalian regular military.

Now those men held and commandeered each ship as if he was physically present on each one.

"The sea looks calm today, nothing should impede my mission, not when I'm this close to destroying the wolves once and for all"

Harold reflected to himself as he looked out at the sea through his periscope.

Boom!! The side of a ship saili
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