[Event] [Elven Utopian War] [82] Ambushed In The Sea

-BAM!

A loud crash jolted Alvara awake.

Her moment of rest—one she had reluctantly taken beside Bryelle—was shattered in an instant. The ship lurched violently, the impact rattling through the walls, and she immediately knew—they had been hit.

Her eyes snapped open, heart pounding, as she turned toward the small porthole in Bryelle's room.

Ships.

One. Two. Three.

More emerged from the sea, their banners clearly emblazoned with the Utopian emblem.

"No…" Alvara clenched her fists, nails biting into her palms.

They had caught up to them.

And once more, she had no doubt—it was because of her.

For reasons she did not yet understand, they wanted her. And they would stop at nothing to get her.

"Elder Sister…?"

A soft, fearful voice pulled her from her thoughts. Bryelle was awake, staring at her with wide, anxious eyes.

Alvara forced a smile.