The Storm Reef was not a natural formation. It was a scar on the ocean floor, a place where a massive deposit of [Thunder Stone] had shattered centuries ago, infusing the coral and the water itself with high-voltage mana.
As Alvian, Valeria, and Seraphina approached the perimeter, the water began to tingle against their skin. For Alvian, protected by the [Vestments of the Void Monarch], it was a mild static itch. For Valeria, encased in conductive metal, it was a constant, low-level hum that set her teeth on edge.
"My HUD is glitching," Seraphina whispered over the comms crystal. "Too much interference. I can't track heat signatures."
"Then use your eyes," Alvian said. "And your instincts. The Naga rely on speed and ambush. They will hit us from the blind spots."
