– Frey Starlight's Pov –
As the snow continued to fall endlessly over the western edge of the Empire…
Winterfell stood shrouded in white.
One by one, the ships were prepared, battered constantly by the freezing sea waves.
The Empire's fleet was moments away from launching its most decisive raid yet against the Ultras.
Among all the ships, there was one that stood out ..
A black vessel bearing the banners of the major noble families and ruling powers of the human side.
It was the ship leading the vanguard.
And I was on board.
Unlike the other ships, which were packed with soldiers, this one held only the members of our special squad ..
With the exception of the ship's captain, who handled the helm.
That man was an old sailor with rough features and a missing eye, giving him the look of a pirate in my eyes.
He spent most of his time chatting with Bloodmader, the two of them speaking endlessly about life, past wars, and stories they both lived through.
