"Scatter! Spread out, now!" an officer shouted himself hoarse, but orders were almost impossible to relay under these conditions.
The fleet's formation collapsed into utter chaos as ships collided and crushed against one another. Some warships tried to turn to engage Blackflame, while others attempted to flee these deadly waters. Still others were trapped in the middle, able to do nothing but wait for death.
King Ghidorah stopped making harrying attacks as well. His three heads began spewing golden rays, fire, and ice without pause, forming a pincer attack with Blackflame, who was rampaging through the eastern flank.
Viserys fixed his gaze on the fleet's most conspicuous ship, the flagship Raging Tide.
"King Ghidorah, destroy it." As he sent the command through his mind, Viserys gathered his own magic, conjured a fireball in his hands, and hurled it straight at another warship. He had already decided to leave no survivors, so there was no need to worry about revealing his abilities. Besides, he wanted to take part himself.
King Ghidorah's middle head aimed at the Raging Tide, and the golden ray of annihilation struck the flagship squarely amidships.
Maroq saw only a flash of golden light. He did not even have time to react.
The next instant, everything the golden ray touched vanished without a sound, severing the flagship in two. Seawater poured through the breach, and the hull sank visibly before his eyes. All he could do was cling to the gunwale before sinking to the seabed with the Raging Tide.
"The flagship! The flagship's been sunk!" Desperate cries rose throughout the fleet. The already chaotic force lost any remaining chance of coordinated command and became a flock of lambs awaiting slaughter.
The battle that followed was a one-sided slaughter by the two dragons. King Ghidorah swept broad swathes