RUMBLE!
A wave of turbulence swept over the two Panamic war fleets as two war fleets emerged from below the horizon in the distance, drowned in the darkness of the night.
Matriarch Nephi narrowed her eyes. "Here they come."
RUMBLE!
The surface of the ocean shook as powerful, icy cold winds blew across the war fleets. The sense of peril that hung in the air only grew more electric as the Martial Artists prepared for battle.
The pathwalkers on both sides prepared for dispatch, eager to fight against their enemies. Yet, while the Martial Artists did it out of necessity, the pathwalkers on the other side were gleeful.
[Commence the attack.]
"Attack the evil tekvores!"
BOOOM BOOOM BOOOM BOOOM BOOOM!!!
