A vast expanse of white clouds drifted slowly beneath the Floating City. Axel's hovering metropolis now halted exactly above the single most lethal point on Earth. The Pacific Vortex. The ocean waters swirling violently down below formed a colossal black hole perfectly prepared to swallow absolutely anything.Yet Axel Edward could not care less about the extreme weather. He sat leaning casually in the captain's chair of a pitch-black Combat Submarine shaped exactly like a futuristic manta ray. This vessel was not built by humanity. It was an absolute, flawless clone of the armada technology from The Reapers he had just recently obliterated."Depth is exactly four thousand meters, Boss. Water pressure is normal, energy shields remain fully stable," Seraphina reported. The Sky Queen adapted flawlessly to piloting a high-tier submarine. To her, diving deep underwater or flying high in the sky felt exactly the same when operating plasma jet engines.Right beside Seraphina, Lieutenant Maya