[color=6ecff6][b]The Marine Sloop, East Sea[/b][/color]

“Those aren’t the Shades Pirates,” A marine recruit reported, putting away the telescope. A pigeon flew by along the decks of the Marine ship, landing on the side of the Marine Captain.

[color=fff79a]“The hearsays are true, someone killed Valar?” [/color]Falir, the Captain of the Marines pushed her snail transponder to one side, sitting by the ship railings with her legs crossed, feeding a handful of sunflower seeds to the flock of pigeons. [color=fff79a]“They have intercepted my letter for Arafael,” [/color]Her bright yellow eyes squinted at the Jolly Roger of the Pirate Ship. One of the no name pirates have defeated Valar, from a stab wound.

[color=fff79a]"That Dragon Marine isn’t the kind to use a blade, but no matter, Bakuto would do.” [/color]Falir’s long and neatly combed hair reflects a slight tint of Orange.

“Perhaps we should wait on Arafael, we aren’t so sure on what those pirates could do,” The Marine Lieutenant Shakar folded his well built forearms beneath his Marine Coat.

[color=fff79a]“Don’t get me started with that stupid wolf!”[/color] Flocks of Seagulls flew off the Marine Ship, the Marine Captain turning away and shouting orders, [color=fff79a]“Prepare to engage!”[/color]

The stone faced lieutenant frowned, a few lines of wrinkles creased on his forehead. 

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[b]The White Pearl[/b]
[color=ed1c24]“Right…”[/color] Alesia sniffed at the sight of the enemy ship. The sails of the Marine Ship was tackled towards them. The hull of the Marine Ship slanting to meet on its broadsides. [color=ed1c24]“We’ll escape, only after a few exchanges of cannons. The winds favour them...”[/color]

Seagulls flew towards the ship of the White Pearl, in droves of Dozens upon dozens. 

The loud bark from the crew pet Arafael, had alerted her on those birds. Birds far from the harbour is peculiar enough. Each and every of the seagulls have something held on their claws: Bulky ‘packages’ that are wrapped in various colours. [i]Bombs.[/i]

The first drove of bombing birds closens towards the white pearl Ship. As the Marine ship started to meet by the broadsides, a few deck cannons mounted towards the White Pearl. 

[color=ed1c24]“Shoot them down! They’re bombs!”[/color] Alesia’s Cutlass flashed in a whirling arc, a couple of seagulls swept away from her [i]Thrusting Winds[/i]. The birds took off with a spectacular explosion.