The edge of the Great Island, within the bay, the waves were calm as a lake, and the birds chirped like the wind. Amid this picturesque scenery, two fleets were rapidly approaching each other. They were filled with murderous intent, hesitating not at all, rushing to the battlefield of death.
The galleys swiftly advanced, breaking the calm waves, bringing with them a howling wind. Chiwaco stood at the bow, grasping a spear, shouting loudly.
"Beat the drums!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The fierce battle drums immediately sounded. Both sides had arrived within sixty paces, entering the range of the Kingdom Fleet's archers.
"Fire the arrows!"
"Whizz! Whizz! Whizz!"
The Prepetcha Warriors were mostly gathered on the flagship. Having been prepared long ago, they collectively drew their longbows, a volley of dozens of copper arrows shot out like lightning.
"Thud!"
