The sea surface churned, ten miles away.
The royal man couldn't restrain his excitement and thrill, witnessing the transformation of the totem right before his eyes, making it impossible for him to calm down.
"Sir, the radar indicates strong fluctuations ahead, we must retreat now."
"Not allowed!" The man was too excited; if they retreated, how could he witness the invincible might of his nation's totem in the future.
"Ye Qiu, tremble, be afraid, today is your death day, at the hands of my nation's totem." The man seemed to foresee the near future where Ye Qiu was torn into pieces by the Yatagarasu, dyeing the ocean with blood.
The man that brought his nation fear is finally going to die in the ocean, perishing under the might of his nation's totem.
"Sir, please, if we stay here any longer, we will be completely exposed and might attract the attention of the strong presence ahead," the guard beside him advised.
