"We're almost there."
The cruise ship in the distance was already close. Abraham lowered his binoculars, and a spark of excitement gradually ignited in his heart.
After nearly half an hour of pursuit, this game of cat and mouse was finally reaching its end. Though it was a little later than expected, it was not much later. A cruise ship designed for pleasure could never outrun the Oseberg beneath their feet.
He tossed the binoculars to his second-in-command, took the AK off his body, and pulled the bolt with a click.
"Brothers."
"Our enemy is right before us."
"For the honor of the tribe, for endless wealth, for—"
Squinting against the blinding sunlight, Abraham felt as though he had seen something, yet he could not make it out clearly.
Finally, within the stretched rays of light, he vaguely saw three clusters of burning flame.
"What are those?"
He was not the only one who saw them. Another young man standing on the deck followed his gaze and spotted the anomaly hidden in the sunlight as well.
However, the moment they caught sight of that flash of fire, it was already too late.
No one had time to react.
The flames of punishment descending from the sky gave them no time to react at all.
A thunderous boom rang out overhead, and a massive tremor surged up through the deck, nearly throwing everyone to the ground.
The entire freighter seemed to have been struck by something, tilting to one side along with the whole hull.
At the same time, after the explosion in the sky, billowing smoke finally descended from above.
Like a dense fog, it blanketed a vast stretch of sea and swallowed the entire cargo ship.
The people aboard coughed as they struggled to rise from the ground, but