"How is the Fury Fleet doing now?"
As the obedient cheers naturally faded, Manson suddenly asked.
In order to open up sea routes between the New World and the Old World, the Blood-Worship Cult had always tried to build its own naval power, but those efforts had all been thwarted by the Kaimon Church.
It was not until trade with the Orks began that the Blood-Worship Cult truly acquired valuable naval strength. That was also why forces from the Old World could so easily reach the New World. They had even formed raiding fleets specifically to attack merchant ships near the shipping lanes, seizing valuable slaves
and supplies.
The fleet captains had also attended this meeting.
At Manson's question, they exchanged glances.
"We have six capital ships, my lord."
One of the captains spoke quietly.
"Six?"
"Yes, my lord."
"What class?"
"My lord?"
"I do not need the details. Just give me a general idea."
"Two new-model battleships and four medium battleships, my lord. Most have sustained some degree of damage. Um... in my judgment, they will all require repairs and maintenance."
A brief unease settled over the council.
"Because of the clash with the Torlas Council's Mist Fleet five weeks ago?"
"Yes."
"And our losses?"
"No major losses, my lord. We only lost a few destroyers."
"So... they put up no meaningful resistance?"
"No, my lord."
"I heard they even tried to board us?"
Bartley interrupted.
"Yes. They used some kind of semi-submersible craft to bring soldiers aboard our capital ships, but my lord, they never even made it onto the decks."
The elder of the Silent Star frowned.
"Given what we have heard about those inferior creatures' grasp of Hanan techniques, we monitored the Vast Ocean during the battle and detected exceptionally powerful psychic activity somewhere in that