How I Met My Mates
The Eastern Sovereign Line.
"Impossible," Asher breathed, stepping over the corpse of a mutated shadow-beast. His tactical rifle hung loose in his grip, his golden eyes wide with rare, unfiltered disbelief. "The Eastern Line was obliterated during the First Eclipse. Their entire continent sank into the Boiling Sea five centuries ago."
"Evidently," Zane rasped, wiping a smear of dark blood from his silver lip ring as he stepped beside Tristan near the shattered balcony, "someone forgot to tell their flagship."