Kaero walked up onto the ship. It was a magnificent sight, the vast number of soldiers filling every facet of the ship. Battalions and platoons marching in perfect order. That was something the Naoru lacked, structure. The loosely joined mercenary bands were not at all organized. Not like this. For all of its faults. The Fire nation was impressive to say the least. But, these soldiers lacked something, my Outlanders possess an independance that causes each individual to be a threat. Fire nation soldiers are more effective as a group, in their disciplined units, but Naoru soldiers are just as dangerous alone as with their allies.
The massive ship pulled away from the dock with a fair amount of fanfare from the people of the Fire nation. This battle, this war.... It was going to be a massacre. Kaero knew that once the fire nation unleashed their soldiers, once this metal behemoth opened it's maw and released the killers within, no one would be spared. And that only a miracle could save the water nation.