Great Mage Buddy stood frozen, a look of utter confusion on his face.
He rubbed his eyes, which were dry from the sea wind during their journey, and wondered if he had been corrupted by Demonic Qi in the Shattered Star Sea and was now hallucinating.
"Storm Fleet?" Great Mage Buddy frowned and muttered to himself. "What the hell kind of unit is that?"
His gaze swept over the crowd. He saw that many of those clamoring to join the "Storm Fleet" were students in Imperial Capital Academy uniforms, and quite a few of them were elites.
Great Mage Buddy's heart sank, and a sense of foreboding washed over him.
He spotted his teaching assistant, Garrett, standing by a tent, watching the commotion with great interest. Garrett was even clapping and cheering from time to time, completely oblivious to the instructors' arrival.
"Ahem!" Great Mage Buddy coughed heavily, his voice laced with a hint of mental pressure.
The scene instantly fell silent.
