"Lord Valkarion, Paxton asked me to pass along a message—he'd love for you to visit him in the Gemspire Kingdom! You're more than welcome there. Oh, and this warship? It's a gift from him to you!"
Zyraxis, the Mana Crystal Dragon, hovered in the air, his wings beating slowly as he gestured toward the massive vessel floating on the distant sea.
"That's…" Ethan blinked, caught off guard. Then a grin slowly spread across his face. "Seriously?"
He hadn't expected The Tidebreaker Paxton to leave him a Tier 4 warship.
That was no small gift.
Even in the Five Sea Kingdoms—or hell, even in the Greenwave Empire, which practically lived and breathed the ocean—Tier 4 warships were top-tier assets. Their value rivaled, if not outright surpassed, that of multiple 14-Tier Mythic Units.
"This is… a hell of a gift," Ethan muttered as he flew toward the ship, a mix of excitement and reluctant amusement in his voice.
As amazing as the gift was, it came with strings attached.
