As most of the wasp swarm got blasted to pieces by the unrelenting barrage of cannon shells, the remaining bugs decided to flee. There was nothing for them to gain in this fight besides death, and so they quickly fled the scene.
The ghost ship approached the golden disk and disappeared, only leaving Jasmine, who fell and landed beside Cerilla, "How was that? Those bugs didn't last as long as I hoped."
D, who was in the back, stared at her and sighed, "Didn't last long enough? You can barely keep that ship up for a few minutes at best."
Jasmine frowned, "I can keep it for six, but they only lasted three. It doesn't even serve as exercise."
Ever since Jasmine took the throne, she has never had a chance to ride the deadly waves of the Death Sea. Her crew must be entangled in a storm somewhere, fighting krakens while she is here, climbing a big tree.