Cain's lips quirked in a small smile, a rare show of emotion that didn't go unnoticed by his companions.
"Patience, Yulong," he said, his voice carrying an undercurrent of power that made the air around him vibrate. "Your time will come. For now, let's see how far they can push themselves. This is a crucible, after all. Let them be forged in the fires of battle."
Yulong pouted playfully, but her eyes never left the battlefield. "You always did enjoy your little experiments. Very well, I'll wait. But when my time comes, I promise you a display worthy of a Dark Dragon!"
Minutes passed in a blur of action, each moment filled with the clash of Dao energies and the dying screams of Sea Serpents. The once-pristine sea below was now a churning mass of broken bodies and purified water, a testament to the devastating battle that had just taken place.