Chapter 281: 4th Rank "Commander
Darren slowly awoke from a heavy coma.
He felt the cool touch of the breeze on his skin and the sound of the waves echoing in his ears, like a gentle song.
Opening his eyes, Darren saw a vast expanse of beach before him, glistening in the morning light, with ripples forming in the distant waters, seemingly calling out to him softly.
He lifted his fingers, caked with wet sand, and gradually remembered what had happened.
"So it turns out I fainted due to an excessive consumption of Spiritual Power..."
Taking a deep breath, he realized he was lying in an open medic tent, with the golden beach outside and a doctor inside, organizing medicines.
When Darren woke up, he found that the people around had already begun to tally the battlefield.
More than a hundred Cyart people from the steamship had easily conquered the thousands of White Sea natives on the island.