Destroying the murloc nest was just one stage of the "Feast of Frenzied Fish" pursuit event, not the end. After sailing east from these waters for a day, the players aboard the airships and elven warships saw the grim "scenery" along the northern coast of the Genoa Peninsula.
The once-red sea cliffs and beautiful beaches had become a filthy wasteland. Murlocs were everywhere along the coast, visible to the naked eye. In the distance, tattered battle flags stood amid the desolate land. Farther off, a village had been completely destroyed, and it had since become one of the Dagon murlocs' strongholds on land.
The climate in this area had been completely altered to better suit the murlocs' way of fighting.
Dark clouds, fog, and foul, fish-scented gales battered the region. Torrential rain fell at regular intervals, turning the rolling hills into a miserable, filthy marsh.
This was where the Cato region met the Genoa Peninsula, and it lay behind the besieged Pioneer Legion vanguard. By altering the terrain, the murlocs had cut off the Carnation people's chance of retreat, forcing them to fight a desperate battle against the gnolls in the hills ahead.
The warriors of Transia, the merfolk, and the elves would land here, crush the murloc army that was constantly harrying the Pioneer Legion's supply lines, and restore the altered terrain to its original state, thereby supporting the battlefield ahead.
"My goodness, how many murlocs are there on land?"
On the airship's upper deck, Judy the Cowgirl, Little Potato's mom, peered out at the battlefield through a telescope.
When she saw black murlocs running through the ruins of a village that had been burned and then swept away by floodwaters, even Mrs. Cowgirl—who had grown completely accustomed to the combat pace of this damn game—felt her scalp prickle.