Kapitel 68: The Ripple of Power

Deep within the ocean, in the palace of the Water Clan, the Emperor of the Seas rose from his throne, a magnificent structure carved from coral and encrusted with shimmering pearls that glinted in the ambient light.

The water around him rippled with tension, swirling like a tempest as he sensed the shift in the magical balance of the world, a disturbance that resonated through the very currents of the ocean.

"The Paramecia Fruit," he murmured, his voice echoing through the great hall, reverberating off the ornate walls adorned with intricate mosaics depicting the clan's history.

The vibrant colors seemed to dim in response to his solemn words. "It's been claimed." The gravity of the situation hung heavily in the air, a dark cloud of foreboding that enveloped all present.

His advisors shifted uncomfortably, the delicate fabric of their robes flowing around them like liquid silk as they exchanged worried glances.