[Hawk, what do you see offshore?] Karl asked once the roasting was tuned for a late lunch. It might not be as tender as an all-day roast, but by the time that the ships could get back, it should be good.
Besides, the butcher had brought sausages as well, and one of the bakers said he had plenty of buns. Those could be cooked quickly if the timing were off.
[The two fleets have engaged. The locals are outnumbered at three to one, but they’re stronger, and the evil invaders can’t break their barriers.]
[Evil invaders?] Karl asked.
[They use water cannons.] Hawk replied, as if that explained everything.
It made sense. It was a naval fleet, of course it would use water magic at sea, where the water element was strongest.
Hawk continued to circle far overhead, tracking the battle, where the two sides clashed with broadside magical attacks, instead of technological weapons.
With Overlord Rank barriers, technological weapons wouldn’t do much anyhow.
[The first ship is down, one of theirs.] Hawk updated.
They were still so far over the horizon that even Hawk, thousands of metres above them, was out of sight.
The battle was taking them straight south, parallel to the coast, so the fleet was no longer approaching as a vicious naval battle took place out of sight of the waiting militia.
Karl felt Hawk’s motivation as he decided to intervene and bombard the invading ships with meteors of Ghostfire. As an Overlord Rank skill, the flames battered the already strained shields over the ships even as they were engaged in a brutal battle with the Drodh defence fleet.
As the stacks of [Rampage] built up, the battle was rapidly swinging in Hawk’s favour, with the flames of the Demons forcing the invaders into a defensive position until their fleet turned and began to flee back north.
They had only lost one vessel, but the others were in bad shape.
The only real advantage they had left was stronger wind and water magic, which let them flee while slowing the Drodh fleet.
But once they were a few dozen kilometres away, they stopped and began to regroup. With their faster vessels, they had a level of safety from the Drodh defensive fleet. That let them engage and flee repeatedly, with the hope of sinking some of the defenders’ ships, with a proportionately larger impact on their combat capability.
[There are more ships on the horizon. I don’t think that the ships from our dock see them, they’re close to land.] Hawk updated.
[What do the sails and flags look like?] Karl asked.
[White sails, the flag is black with a diagonal white stripe with three red dots.]
Karl relayed the message to the Dock Master, who was standing nearby, waiting for updates, as Hawk was furthest out of the flying scouts they had active. Many demons could fly, but not nearly as fast as Hawk, so they stayed closer to shore in case there was an attack.
The demon ran up a set of stairs outside his office, then rang a bell in a staccato pattern, sending a message down the docks for whoever understood.
It would ring through much of the city, and the word would spread quickly, but Karl wasn’t sure what the issue was yet. It might be reinforcements, a foreign envoy that might be in danger from the situation, or even enemy reinforcements.
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