The ships of Ryntum's First Fleet sailed steadfastly towards Eikadir, leaving behind their plan to capture Makerton Island.
As Admiral Stormrider and his fleet approached, the silhouette of the city came into view on the horizon.
From afar, the distant rumble of artillery reverberated through the air, serving as a haunting reminder of the battle that was raging within the city's walls. The thud of cannons and the cracks of musket fire mingled with the cries of soldiers, creating a cacophony of chaos and conflict.
Admiral Stormrider's eyes narrowed as he observed the scene. The city was under siege, its inhabitants locked in a desperate struggle for survival. Smoke billowed from the rooftops, evidence of the fierce resistance put up by the defenders.
A sailor approached him, asking their next move. "What should we do, Admiral? The enemy's defences are weakening. Should we press forward and launch a full-scale assault?"