Above the clouds at an altitude of ten thousand meters, the sun shone brightly.
Fluffy white clouds drifted like cotton candy, dancing with the wind and making the entire sea of clouds roll like ocean waves.
"Kill! Charge forward, all of you! Once we take this sky island, the merit you earn in battle will surely free you from slavery and grant you land of your own in Sky City!"
Amid the white clouds, sky islands stood throughout the sea of clouds. It looked like a fairyland, but the roars of battle shattered the illusion one by one.
The white clouds were stained crimson with blood. Across this vast sky island, warriors from both sides fought fiercely. Blades flashed, cannon fire roared, and flesh and blood flew through the air.
Becky wore armor and held a weapon. Her gaze was as sharp as an eagle's as she swept across the aerial battlefield, taking in every movement of the enemy forces.
She gripped her sniper rifle tightly and stood at the very front of War Island Cloud.
Becky was no longer the girl on Puka Island who had once been starving to death.
Since Roy founded Sky City, the Sky Islanders who had been the first to pledge allegiance to him had, during his two years of rule, become the backbone of Sky City.
The tide washed away the sand.
The famine that had erupted on Puka Island back then had erased the girl's weakness and made her strong.
The slaves charged forward and fought madly for the promise Becky had given them.
According to the system Roy had established,
Advanced weapons paired with a powerful army allowed the sky island named Achia to resist desperately for an hour before every last resister on the island was executed on the spot.