It has been over half a day since Evan and the others entered the oceans of Qeodreona, though their journey was a safe one thus far. No one took their circumstances lightly; they each knew that one simple mistake would be enough for them to fall into a drastic predicament. The evening hours in Qeodreona was a similar sight much like Earth; the only exception was that the green sky took on a darker purplish hue before descending into darkness.
Currently, Rick, Joe, and Breya were on the deck of the invisible ship that cruised over the oceans at a steady and stable rate. Their eyes were sharp, staring at the waters and the distance for any possible changes.
Though they had only been traveling for a short while, they had already been attacked a few times. However, as they acted rapidly, they had been able to repel the previous threats.
