Back in camp, Stella sighed to herself. She took a piece of clothing and started to clean the blood off her blade as she listened to the others. Janus' words came to her as no surprise. From the moment they arrived she knew the beach's defenses was a bad idea.

[color=6ecff6]"Not that I question boss-lady's plans, but what good is the heir of the clan if the whole island falls to the Varjans? Prospect don't look too good, seein' how the defenses fell on the beach."[/color]

The dragon pirate lady sheathed her now cleaned sword back into its scabbard, unholstering her pistols and placing them on her laps. She proceeded to take a few supplies off her satchels and lay them out on the ground next to her sitting person.

[color=6ecff6]"So what's the plan now, cap'n? I'm not against fightin' off the invasion, if that's what we're here for, but I reckon we'll need to play our cards right for this."[/color]

She uncorked a vial of gunpowder to pour into her firearms and jamming ammunition into the barrels giving a few glances in the direction of her comrades. She wondered if the other girls were quite as battle-ready as the Leviathan was. The others she fought with on the beach seemed well-able to handle their own in a fight. She had her doubts on some of the girls who appeared they'd rather seduce their opponents into submission than fight them.