Facing the fury of industry, even the scale armor showed cracks. After a round of shelling, the scale armor hit could be seen with fissures, tons of fresh blood pouring into the cold seawater.
They wounded the sea serpent, but compared to its immense form, the injury was merely a scratch, frustratingly hopeless.
"Holmes!"
The Plague Doctor charged on all fours like a beast, claws deeply cutting into the scales, fixing himself upon them.
He saw Lorenzo crushed by the serpent's body, after the sweep, all that remained on the wrecked deck was a twisted mass of flesh.
Another round of shellfire roared, and this time the distant Morning Glow Advance also began supporting with shelling, heavy metal hitting the sea serpent, followed by a distant roar, sharp and shrill, causing the seawater to vibrate rapidly.
