"Huh?! Where did so many large ships from the Eastern Totonac Alliance come from?"
The coast of Totonac in January is a deep blue. The sea and sky seem equally distant, merging silently at the horizon. The clouds are close enough to feel within reach. However, at this moment, all this tranquility was being shattered by intense sea fighting!
Black Wolf Torc, carrying a greatbow and two quivers of copper arrows, arrived at the battle-torn seaside with six hundred red-haired hunters. He stood and gazed out, only to see two naval forces from the East and the West, each with two hundred canoes, fighting on the sea like a densely packed school of fish!
"The Kingdom's Navy, those continually shooting catamaran canoes..."
