Book 6: Chapter 5
“Master Legul! Enemy fleet detected!”
“So they’re finally here…”
In his captain’s cabin, Legul took in his subordinate’s report with closed eyes and slowly rose to his feet. He left the room to step onto the deck. The briny air caressed his cheek. There were a few clouds in the sky, but the weather was mostly clear.
A gentle breeze blew from the south, and the waves rolled over the water’s surface.
He looked around him, ships in an orderly line, numbering sixty-five. Each was a sailing vessel. They represented almost the entire arsenal in Legul’s possession.
Legul’s eyes bored into the horizon. Tiny shadows spurted up from the sea.
Ships. All headed his way.
“Forty-five…fifty… They have approximately fifty ships! All galleys!”
The enemy fleet. In other words, Felite’s army.