Morgan knew better than to reveal himself.
Alarms still blared from all around him. Ships that weren’t surrounded in chaos blew their cannons. Their firepower focused on Ria at first, then splayed outward into the oceans around them, attempting to rid her accomplices.
“No!” Morgan whimpered, mostly to himself.
He whipped his left hand to the side and down, focusing his energy on keeping her spawns safe. As it went the sharp white spell flashed brightly in both directions. It was meant to distract both sides; to be a safety net, but he knew the humans would find a way to destroy them all. Ria would win out over their efforts. He had seen it time and again in the lives Morgan assumed he lived. She was there in one way or another. Ria was a constant…
Another whistle caught him off gua
