End of the Voyage

Cannonballs flew across the sky towards the black-sailed ship.

At that moment, crimson tendrils shot from the ship and slapped the cannonballs out of the sky. The cannonballs exploded in the sea, sending splashes of water high into the air.

"Shit, they are catching!" Leon felt hopeless as the ship didn't move any faster and the Inquisitor steel ship was right behind their tail.

Soon, the steel ship stopped firing the cannonballs as they were nearly at range of boarding.

"Drop your weapons." A stern voice came as a red-robed individual leaped across the small gap between two ships and landed on the deck.

He wore a red tophat with high-collared red robes. In his chest was the sigil of a dragon, symbolizing his power and authority.

He was the Red Inquisitor from the Dark Water branch—Sacrarium of Inquisitorious—his name was August Wright.

"And…" August glanced at Zero's crimson tendrils and said, "Drop your crimson tentacle things as well."