The battle was over in an instant.
This shipping lane saw heavy traffic. When the shelling began, many nearby vessels heard the commotion. Some, having just passed the Tuna family's three-masted ship, guessed the explosions were connected to them.
A small merchant ship from East Port kept its distance, with only a dozen or so guards on board.
Sensing trouble, the ship had already come to a halt.
"What's that?"
Something was drifting toward them on the waves.
"It looks like the Tuna family's flag!"
"Did the Tuna family's ship capsize? Could they have run into a deep-sea monster?"
The captain acted decisively. "Back to East Port!"
'It doesn't matter what happened—waves, sea monsters, sirens, whatever. Turning back now is the safest option!'
Leech, controlling the Corpse Ghost, stood on the deck. He calmly watched the distant Tuna family sailors. As their ship sank, they screamed in terror, some even pleading for help from his direction.
