Amber was a warship.
Since it was a warship.
Naturally, its performance on the battlefield had to be taken into consideration. Not only did it possess a main cannon equivalent to a full-powered strike from a Sixth Tier Peak, but many parts of its hull also possessed strength at the Seventh Tier level.
This gave it overwhelming combat power against Supernatural beings of the same level.
Of course.
Some people believed that warships were cumbersome.
While Awakened were agile.
Once the two sides began fighting, the awkward situation of "you attack me, so I run; I attack you, so you dodge" would naturally arise.
Moreover.
I could also charge directly into the cabin through the chimney or windows.
You wouldn't be able to hit me at all!
That statement was.
Correct.
And incorrect.
It was "correct" in that a warship's offensive power was indeed extremely sharp, and its defenses were formidable as well. The "incorrect" part was that they had oversimplified warships.
Without permission from the ship's management, you simply couldn't board!
Even if you hovered above the deck, you would find yourself inexplicably plunging into the water.
Not only that.
The warship's cannons were practically equipped with homing systems.
Once they fired.
They were extremely difficult to dodge.
Therefore, if one wanted to invade a warship, either there had to be a mole among the management, or one could only launch a frontal assault.
There was no way to do it silently and leave no trace.
The two of them were chatting.
Suddenly.
A loud crash came from upstairs, like a cabinet toppling to the floor.
At once.
They fell silent.
Their gazes turned toward the stairs in unison.
"Hm?"
Unlike the previous disturbance, this time the two of them sensed an ominous aura slowly surging down from the