Damon grinned. He hadn't expected to achieve this much, but he was not going to say no to something good. "Yes." He immediately selected and accepted the offer.
The system chimed again.
[Ding! The Crimson Shoals are now under your command.]
[Ding! The Crimson Shoals' domain is now recognized as a Sanctuary Zone for you and your allies.]
[Ding! Allies within the Sanctuary Zone gain +10% Water Affinity and +10% Regeneration while fighting inside its bounds.]
"From today onwards, the Crimson Shoals are my own." Damon cleared his throat and said.
The merfolk roared in unison, the lagoon erupting in tidal waves that crashed against the shore as though the very sea itself was celebrating Damon's words. Tridents slammed against stone, tails whipped the crimson waters into frothing storms, and their chants shook the night.
"Blood God! Tide Sovereign! Master of the Shoals!"
