"Check for casualties and hull damage!"
"Put out the fire first!"
"Ship doctor! Ship doctor!"
The Morning Glow Advance was filled with a cacophony of voices as the crew anxiously ran around the deck, transporting the wounded and clearing the debris.
Captain Notar also emerged from the command room. With his extensive experience, he wasn't new to handling such post-battle matters and began organizing the scene.
The deck trembled slightly with the sound of footsteps reverberating as a tall figure approached slowly.
The Weapon Master walked by, steam rising from his body, brushing past the crew members.
After repeatedly firing the Spear of Melting, parts of the Weapon Master's armor started to glow slightly red; raindrops fell, sizzling as they made contact.
Whenever anyone passed by, they couldn't help but glance at this sinister machine. The eerie machinery had just showcased an awe-inspiring power; it had been lying dormant in the lower deck all along, unbeknownst to anyone.
