In the city that stayed above the water, it was even quieter than before. Quinn and Nog had been here for a while now and had seen countless people hurrying to leave the island, and eventually, the whole island had become a ghost town.
The only ones that were left were relatively old— finding it difficult to travel or seemed too senile to know that something big was going on in the first place, which was why the two of them had decided to relax by the beach for a bit.
Quinn was lying down, just enjoying his peace and quiet for a while. There was no training involved, no strange mystic celestial stuff, or vampire problems to deal with. At the same time, Nog was by his side doing the same.
"Aren't you a bit worried? Those guys were strong enough to attack the Cruise ship." Nog asked. "I mean, I know you're strong as well, but aren't you a little too relaxed?"
