In the coastal waters of Ravenfell, a terrifying battle was about to erupt.
A dozen galleons, their black sails billowing in the wind and proudly bearing the banner of a white skull crowned in obsidian, surged across the waters toward the Harbor Quarter like sharks scenting blood.
The waves churned in their wake, and the sound of war drums echoed faintly over the crashing surf. On deck, armored Magi moved with cruel purpose, each vessel being led by a powerful Mana Vortex Magus.
Their objective was rather simple and obvious: destroy the ports, wreak havoc, and surround the forces of Ravenfell.
The Mana Core Magi were already engaged elsewhere, away from the city. The city's ancient sewer network had already been compromised, and the cultists were already crawling beneath Ravenfell like a plague.
