Celeste's Dream
-BOOOOOOM!
A thunderous explosion echoed across the sky.
Below, the sea split apart with each resounding clash above, creating a chaotic display of power. Myriads of boats, filled with armed men, trembled under the sheer force of the battle. The men, faces pale with fear, could do nothing but watch the sky with bated breath.
-BOOOOM!
Another powerful shockwave erupted, sending something hurtling through the air. It landed with a fleshy thud on one of the boats.
It was a severed arm.
"I told you already."
A figure landed gracefully on the deck of the grandest boat, which bore signs of destruction and was barely afloat.
The young, handsome man had long, silver hair slicked back neatly. His elongated ears marked his noble lineage, even among elves—the highest of the nobles. His earrings, shaped like grim void eyes, dangled in the powerful wind.
"Not to stick your lowly nose in others' business."