When the pirates came out, they found themselves surrounded.
"They must be crazy. It's not worth it for them to use such a large-scale attack on our small force."
Indeed, they were a small force of just over a hundred people, with only three at the silver power tier, the strongest among them. Had they not fled quickly, their organization might have completely collapsed.
They had been hidden in a reef cluster that could hardly even be considered a small island.
But now, what did they see? Warships everywhere. And these were no ordinary ships, but heavy warships capable of contending with gold level power tiers, at least a hundred of them.
They had surrounded their location, with many more unable to enter due to space constraints.
A barrage of gunfire was now aimed at their reef; one more attack and the reef itself would crumble to pieces.
If they were to be bombarded again, none of them would likely survive.