Feng Yaya stood on the head of a tiger whale, holding a wild boar in her left hand and a pumpkin hammer in her right, squinting towards the direction of Monkey Island.

Her red clothes fluttered in the sea breeze, making a rustling sound.

She was like an old general waiting for battle by the city wall.

The pumpkin hammer was a gift from the Shark Tribe's chief. It had no special abilities, but it was sturdy and heavy!