Charles locked onto a Shadow Sailfish and cast his witchcraft straight at it.
Generally speaking, magical beasts possessed powerful physical bodies, but their souls were the opposite.
Compared to humans of the same rank, a first-rank magical beast's soul was somewhat more fragile.
Of course, this was not absolute, but Shadow Sailfish were definitely like this.
One Soul Strike nearly shattered the soul of a Shadow Sailfish that had been swimming fiercely.
Beneath the surface, the Shadow Sailfish's body convulsed rapidly, almost completely out of control.
The largest Shadow Sailfish crashed uncontrollably into several Spiny Jellyfish, then carried by its original momentum, smashed straight through them.
The excruciating pain stirred up countless whirlpools beneath the water.
Since one strike had not killed it, Charles gave it a second.
Another Soul Strike!
This time, the largest Shadow Sailfish finally could not endure it. Its violently swaying body abruptly froze, with only its muscles still twitching faintly.
One Shadow Sailfish was finished.
Charles looked at Quake, Dalle, and several pirates who had climbed up from the water, all waiting nearby, and ordered, "Get down there and haul it up!"
"Yes, Captain!"
Dalle did not hesitate in the slightest before diving back into the water.
The other pirates hesitated briefly, but once Quake jumped in again, they followed after him.
Charles noted the order in which those pirates entered the water and committed it to memory.
Of the original three Shadow Sailfish, one had died, and the remaining two became utterly enraged.
Unable to tell how their companion had died, they blamed the Spiny Jellyfish.
Once Quake and Dalle entered the water, there were several more targets.
Quake and Dalle began holding back the other two Shadow Sailfish, while the several apprentice Tide Warriors charged forward and dragged the dead Shadow Sailfish toward