Li Ji smiled and patted his shoulder. "We didn't just hold it; we also let those bandit scum know that our Heroic Sakura Association Ryukyu Sub-Branch is not a place they can invade at will!"
Dusk stained the Ryukyu sea a blood-colored Liuli glow. Lu Chengfeng's Azure Dragon Saber glinted with a dark red light beneath the setting sun, the beads of blood congealed in the nicks along the blade shivering and falling with his every movement. Li Ji leaned against the sub-branch's arrow tower, the Wind Thunder Sword slanting at his waist, faint threads of blood seeping through the bandages wrapped around the hilt.
The two of them gazed at the sea choked with floating wreckage of enemy ships. The salty, fishy wind whipped splinters of wood against their faces, the reek of smoke and powder mixed in, enough to make one retch.
