Once the battle was over, Olivia sailed toward the location Archer gave her and ordered the fleet into a bombardment formation, while other ships patrolled the area to protect them from any other Alliance fleets.
'What is this handsome devil up to?' she mused, grinning.
Upon their arrival, Olivia issued the order to launch the missiles. The entire fleet unleashed its arsenal, and a maelstrom of fire and destruction erupted, with explosions reverberating across the churning waves.
Her pink eyes fixed on the horizon as the missiles streaked through the sky, their fiery tails carving arcs of purpose toward the distant shore. The sea roiled beneath the fleet, reflecting the chaos above in its restless waves.
Each projectile sliced through the air with a piercing hum, a relentless swarm of fury aimed with precision at the rugged, jagged coastline. Her heart thundered in her chest, chaos unfolding before her, as the first explosions erupted across the shore.
