Although Tir very naturally, and by projecting from her own experience, concluded that the Antavien expeditionary force led by Vanessa had appeared in the southwestern waters of the Loren Continent because they had swum the wrong way, Gawain did not dare reach such a conclusion so lightly—after all, although Tir was indeed an oddball among the sea folk, her entire race was still an admirable advanced civilization. Tens of thousands of elite soldiers, led by a Deep Sea War Lord, collectively swimming around half the planet in the wrong direction? Tir was probably the only one who could believe that, considering she really did have experience with it...
Gawain rubbed his brow. Though he was fully awake now, the lack of sleep still left him uncomfortable. "I don't think they would make such a huge blunder... Did Cassandra mention any more details?"
"More details... there were some," Tir thought for a moment, then spoke uncertainly. "She said General Vanessa's side encountered a strange undersea phenomenon, around the same time Winter's Wrath ran into that storm..."
As she recalled, this deep-sea salted fish relayed to Gawain every bit of information she had received from Cassandra, including Byron, Vanessa, and the others' speculations about the matter. Gawain's expression grew increasingly grave as he listened, and by the time Tir finished speaking, he had fallen into deep thought.
Clearly, that expeditionary force from Antavien had not appeared in the southwestern waters for such a ridiculous reason as "swimming the wrong way." Their loss of direction was definitely related to that phenomenon, and judging from the result, what they had encountered was exactly like what happened to Winter's Wrath—they had crossed an utterly unreasonable distance in an extremely short time, accompanied by violent energy turbulence and drastic weather changes. Winter's Wrath had been "sent"