Here comes the dreaded discussion.
They are really cutting it close by going out now.
But what can they do?
According to His Majesty's secret Spies, they must leave immediately or else a catastrophe will befall the people of Mirvanna.
The more they listened to his majesty Landon, the more shocked they were at the existence of such a small mysterious continent protected by nature against outsiders.
Have you forgotten what the sailors call the space between the calm waters and the turbulent Mirvanna waters?
Death Line!
That's the name.
From their estimation, this Death Line spans miles and miles across the ocean.
There, the waters can split a human in half from impact alone.
The waters could crush ships, and even metal ships like theirs would get deformed and mercilessly spat out should they dare venture in.
Again, Landon had to ask what the God or Goddess of this world was thinking.
