Emerging from the Maelstrom of Shadows, the crew of The Northern Gale breathed a collective sigh of relief. The ship sailed into calmer waters under a clear sky, a stark contrast to the literal wall of blackness they left behind.
Captain Jorvik stood at the helm, scanning the horizon. "Well done, everyone. We've made it past one of the toughest challenges on this route," he announced with a hint of pride in his voice.
Leaning against the rail, Mira looked out at the sea. Her mind was already on the next challenge. The constant battles had honed her senses and skills, pushing her closer to the next breakthrough in her cultivation.
Dominique and Hana, who had been safe below deck during the ordeal, now stood beside her and were staring at the Maelstrom of Shadows behind them.
"...I wish I could've seen what was inside," Dominique muttered, causing Hana to immediately back away from her.
