The party was able to soon see the floating island in the distance, as they were moving along the shore of the lake. Deep inside of this huge body of water, Eiro was able to sense the Lord of the Lake, restrained by the beings that had taken over the city on the island.
It seemed to be magically chained up, its powers slowly but surely being sapped. It was a miserable way to live. Even if it wasn't the Lonely Naiad's friend, Eiro would have understood if she wanted him to help it.
Eiro took a deep breath as he stared into the distance. He manipulated the liquids in his eyes all the whilst increasing the focus of his senses on visual ability. Like this, he was able to see what was going on in the city, at least roughly.´
