Fang Zhen flicked his long spear, shaking off the brain matter. He gazed out toward the distant seashore, but his eyes lingered on the horizon for several seconds.
A moment later, his expression turned serious.
"Go back to Lanxi City and pass on a message. The Eternal Night Council has sent a large army," Fang Zhen said.
"What?" Everyone present cried out in alarm. They all looked in the same direction, but their eyesight wasn't as sharp as Fang Zhen's.
After a long moment, they finally saw them: a fleet of over twenty massive warships on the horizon, sailing rapidly toward the island.
…
A little over half an hour later, signal smoke rose from within Lanxi City. For an island, it was still the fastest way to send a message.
