Deep beneath the sea, aboard a Sea-Devouring Warship, Orion and Isabella stood side-by-side. Orion held a large glass tank in his hands; inside, his friend Kraken looked out.
"Well?" Orion asked.
"They're breeding faster than when we were handling them," Kraken's voice echoed from the tank. "And they're growing stronger."
Orion watched the swarms of Ocean Hunters, already a formidable school, surging near the surface. He had to admit, he was impressed with Kraken's methods.
"It's actually simple," Kraken explained. "You use the flesh of high-grade deep-sea leviathans, supplement it with a few alchemical growth agents, and it speeds up their development. You can't just feed these little things raw meat all the time."
As an expert on Sea Races, Kraken was the authority.
As he spoke, a single tentacle snaked out from the tank, holding a storage pouch. He placed it in Orion's hand. It contained the agents he'd mentioned.
