Chapter 177: Clash Part 1

"So this is the beach," Walker waves his arm to the cascading shore. "Nothing fancy - your typical surf and sand and what-not," he moves closer to the water. "The Zingfinolds don't use it recreationally. In fact, they rarely come down here."

"Why not?" Pratt asks.

"Too exposed."

"So they never go for a quick swim?" Mae frowns, eyeing the deep blue. "Seems like a waste. It's so beautiful."

"Then why did they claim it?" Pratt asks.

"It's the southernmost tip of Nerwolix's land mass. It belongs to the Zingfinolds by default."

"Does King Thias have a beach up in the north?" I dip a toe in the cool water.

"Couldn't tell you. But this is the only one down here and it runs about half a mile in both directions."

Arms crossed, Reid stands next to me, focused on the distant blue. "There's a good possibility they'll land here."

"Possibly..." Walker shrugs. "And they'll meet little resistance."

"I thought Hozfin was widening the perimeter?"