As dark clouds gathered over the ocean, the atmosphere grew increasingly tense. The night crackled with lightning as tiny droplets from the sky fell onto the tumultuous sea. The once-quiet tides roared, but the ships remained steadfast, braving the storm's fury.
The Safavid fleet, following its designated route, drew closer to the recent skirmish, witnessing the grim spectacle unfold before their eyes.
Wreckage and corpses floated in the water, and the air was thick with the acrid smell of burning wood and gunpowder. Yet, none of this diverted attention from the imminent confrontation as the larger ships prepared for the next phase of battle.
Another part coming soon, didnt want to complicate the battle with restricted words so decided to split it and go all out. Votes please. :)