In the vast sea, a group of Nagas was gathering together, or rather, everyone had been together these days.
A few people were constantly arguing, with others coldly watching from the sidelines.
There was no alternative; the losses from the previous battle were simply too great, with two of their legendary fighters severely injured, one captured, effectively a direct loss of one.
They weren't some vast marine clan, losing a legendary fighter was enough to cripple them.
Thus, upon returning, some accused the Commander of poor leadership, while the Commander blamed the intelligence department for inaccurate information.
After all, failing to detect such a powerful Magic Beast indicated definite issues.
Thus, parties were endlessly arguing for their own interests. With the sea growing ever more turbulent and the environment worsening, their accumulated anger was intensifying, further fueling the disputes.
"Quiet!" Finally, the Queen spoke, and everyone immediately fell silent.
