"It really works!"
Inside the bridge, the first officer stared at the distant, chaotic swarm of magical beasts in astonishment, and let out a long sigh of relief.
Although he believed Ian's method would be effective, he hadn't expected the results to be so obvious.
In just five minutes, the sea beast offensive that had been pressing towards the Siren had been largely alleviated.
Though only the non-magical beasts and the First Energy Level sea beasts fell prey to the pheromone projectiles, several Second Energy Level sea beasts acting as commanders were not affected and continued to whip and urge the other sea beasts to attack the Siren, but their numbers were too few to regroup quickly.
Especially the Second Energy Level commanding beast of the Ironscale Sea Snake, which, despite its efforts to screech for calm, found itself awkwardly entangled by a horde of its feverishly affectionate kin, unable to fight or fend them off.
