[The Only Flaw]

The Naga were gone.

The ship was empty.

The blood-red sunset shone upon the utterly calm surface of the Great Sea, dyeing the Golden Fleet into a red-gold fleet.

According to Woyamba, the leading disciple of Zul, the old seafaring troll prophet, and leader of the Zul Empire East Sea Fleet, this phenomenon at sea meant: "The sun is red, and Zandalar has produced a..."

Well, that was not the original saying. The original was: "Calm waves and a red sunset mean storms and high winds tomorrow."

This evening's conditions meant that the nearby waters would be hit by fierce winds and rain tomorrow.

Seafaring trolls hated this sort of weather most. As the troll chiefly responsible for the fleet's voyage during this expedition, Woyamba was already searching for an island where the massive fleet could anchor temporarily.

But none of that had much to do with Tonatiuh for the time being. He was no good at such matters, and he believed this storm was merely a natural phenomenon. He was going to serve Azeroth; She would never make things difficult for him over something so trivial.

Right now, he was lying alone on the ship, experiencing for the first time the feeling of having his body completely drained...

What Naga Queen.

What Light of Lights.

What Azeroth's greatest beauty.

She was clearly Azeroth's Number One Juicing Princess!!!!!!

Tonatiuh, who had always boasted that his physical condition was invincible and that he could casually handle even Falling from the Sky—a style of entrance requiring an exceptionally strong physique—felt for the first time that he had met his match in this regard.

From the darkest moment before dawn until the sun began to set, it was ultimately Lady Vashj who took the initiative to end the barrier she had cast.

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