Night.
Moonlight draped over Twin Eyes Island.
Tides slapped against the shore.
What was a bustling scene just last night had become ruins.
The mourning cries for the deceased, the despair-laden sobs, and the anger-fueled curses intermittently rose in the night, mingling and hovering over the heads of the residents of Twin Eyes Island.
Tonight, Twin Eyes Island was filled with bleakness and sorrow.
The melee had ended, and under the silent atmosphere, the bloody wounds seemed to hurt even more.
Not just Hun Tong's forces had suffered heavy losses; the impoverished and the free citizens of the domain had been plundered completely.
Never underestimate a pirate's ability to pillage; in that regard, they are professionals.
Many families had also been reduced in number.
In the chaos, those who drew weapons on you were not just pirates, but also Fishmen and even members of the Human Race themselves.
