In a flash, the pier and the wharf were declared to have changed hands...
Seven piers in Ampezel, one spare pier, two military-use piers, were simultaneously attacked. The port guards were completely powerless to resist, and collapsed instantly...
"Pier number three has fallen."
"Pier number four has fallen..."
"Lord, they are setting the ships on fire!"
"How is this possible?!" Junon nearly screamed in rage at his subordinates. In fact, he didn't need any reports to know what the port's condition was now. Outside, the storm was raging, but towards the dock, flames shot high into the sky. "Are you all useless? Come on, tell me, who is attacking us!"
"Lord, it's the Naga! Greyfin Naga!"
"Naga?" The Deputy Director of the Port almost grabbed the ink bottle on his desk and threw it: "You can't even defeat a bunch of bandits?"
"No, Lord! But their numbers are too great!" The deputy quickly explained.
