"Is this... the reenactment of that great storm?"
—The one that struck at his birth, wiped out the entire Guard Squad of Harrison Port eight years ago, shattered the port walls, and blew away half of the Ancestral Altar of Elephant Bone Mountain, leaving both the Natives and Imperial People struggling to recover to this day?
Ian suppressed his rapidly beating heart, held his breath to observe the movements of the Sea Beast, and then slightly relaxed, "No serious harm."
In recent years, protective sea breakwaters had been built on both sides of Harrison Port, which ordinary schools of fish and Sea Beasts could not surpass, posing no threat to the harbor, it seems a lesson had been learned from the past.