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The rotten state of these things told Charles that they once belonged to the Albion Isles, and they were animated through an unknown method.
Under the incessant bombardment of the fleet, they all sank back into the sea, but there seemed to be an inexhaustible supply of them beneath the sea surface as more of them popped up and charged at the fleet.
A discordant mixture of explosions, crashing waves, and nonsensical phrases pervaded the surroundings. Despite the chaos, however, they were obviously still in control, and it was proven by how Sparkle was still sitting on the gunwale, reading a book with a bored face.
Wiping away the seawater on his face and flicking it onto the deck, Charles turned to Sparkle and said, "Keep an eye out. If the situation gets out of hand, send them back first."
Sparkle wordlessly nodded. She was clearly engrossed...
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