"They're too impatient."
The same conversation was playing out in the council chamber of Calidyrr, the royal capital of Moonshadow Island.
Alicia II Edwinna—once the Queen Elisa of the Sword Coast—stood atop the white stone tower of the royal court, gazing out at the Moonshadow Island fleet departing from the coastal harbor as she attempted to analyze the situation.
"Even if the Drow have conquered Evermeet Island, there is no way they can digest such enormous spoils and turn them into Combat Strength in just half a year.
"If they are relying solely on that fleet of magic ships seized from the High Elves, then once they leave the range of Evermeet Island's mythal, they will absolutely be no match for the navies of Moonshadow Island and Water-Drawing City."
That was already a relatively conservative assessment. To be precise, judging solely by the figures on paper and naval power, the other side might not even be able to defeat Moonshadow Island alone.
The times had changed. The High Elves' magic might indeed be profound, but on today's Sword Coast, ever since Li Wei had used the Dauntless to bore through the deep-sea monster alliance of the Sea of Swords a century ago, and the Northlands Allied Army had annihilated Luskan's invincible fleet in Sword Coast waters with a small number of ironclads and griffin formations, the seas had long since entered an age ruled by ironclads and magitech cannons.
"So..." The high priest beside her revealed a thoughtful expression.
Elisa's face turned grave as she said, "Although I have not dealt much with the Drow, Kevin understands them very well. The Drow are an evil race that will stop at nothing to achieve their goals. And once they act, regardless of their odds of success, their purpose is always exceedingly