Seven warships manned by six hundred 12-pound cannons. Each volley could rip the sea apart. The rain of cannonballs impacted the minions of the second stage Black Death, causing them to let out giant, mournful cries that echoed throughout Sunken Ship Harbor, heard by all the pirates nearby.
In front of the cannon rain, a giant eye revealed itself in the middle of the bird's skull of a second stage Black Death minion. The center of the eye was filled with a viscous black substance, giving the impression it had been soaked in a toxic syrupy liquid.
"This is something that's never happened before. Is it the New Law? Unseen before and so bizarre, the Law's so fragmented and yet still existing, so chaotic. What is the point of its existence if the place it governs will inevitably be in anarchy?"
"However, there have been many new things born in the last two hundred years."
An expression of deep thought crossed Ivita's face.