Outside the thick crystal dome, deep sea water swirled into violent vortexes.
A colossal, jagged black submarine hovered three hundred yards above the trench. It was fifty yards long, plated in dark cursed bronze, and adorned with the twin-serpent crest of Ouroboros.
At the observation dome of the submarine stood Lord Proteus.
Proteus was a pale man with gills along his neck and dark shark-like teeth. His eyes burned with venomous fury as he held a twisted conch horn carved from black kraken bone.
[TARGET SCAN: OUROBOROS SEVENTH FLEET COMMANDER LORD PROTEUS]
[MORAL INTEGRITY / GOODNESS SCORE: -82/100]
[CRIMES: CORRUPTED OCEAN LIFE, ENSLAVED ENDANGERED LEVIATHANS, SUNK 400 REFUGEE VESSELS]
Proteus brought the black bone horn to his lips and blew hard.
