"Bang!"
The violent sound of collision echoed repeatedly on the seven longships, accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of splintering wood, leaving one dizzy and nauseated.
The warriors on both sides paused for several breaths before recovering slightly from the fierce impact. Then, the boiling shouts of battle suddenly erupted around the longships.
"The Rain Divine is roaring!"
"The Chief Divine is supreme!"
"Kill! Kill them! Roar!"
"Sacrifice for the Divine!"
The Mistek warriors shouted, holding stone spears, clutching the low gunwale of the longship, and jumped aboard. The Prepecha warriors, meanwhile, with cold and fierce expressions, shouted as they thrust out their spears. On the ship, in the brutal melee, both sides were rarely armored. Face-to-face clashes, spear tips piercing chests, spear heads tearing through throats, life and death were decided in an instant!
"Stab! Hit!"
