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... seafoam in shimmering arcs as it broke the surface—its chain clattering through the air with a heavy, grinding rhythm.

The setting sun cast long shadows across the battleships, their silhouettes stretching far into the golden horizon.

After a rather undignified shouting match with Zephyr, Sengoku had finally wrestled away custody of Darren.

He had Darren transferred to the cabin aboard his own Marine battleship, ordered the attending doctor to treat his injuries, and the ...

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