'Crap…'
As hundreds of petrified people watched in fear, one of the sections of the giant compartment's outer wall bent slightly. An ugly deformity appeared on it, and as the echo of the loud and jarring bang died down, they heard the sound of water rushing into the narrow gaps between the different layers of the battleship's armored hull.
A dark expression appeared on Sunny's face. His fingers twitched, and then he turned his head slightly.
"On your feet, soldiers."
Dorn, Quentin, Kim and Luster rose, ready for battle. However, there was a subtle sense of hesitation hiding behind their masks of professionalism and composure.
As elites of the government forces, they knew how to fight against Nightmare Creatures, other Awakened, and horrors of all kinds.
But how were they supposed to fight the ocean?
