The ship Kovit was in rocking to both sides. The calm ocean suddenly became so violent. The wave of 10 meters high crashed the ship destructively.
From the start, their ship faced numerous hardships and became harsher as the ship was approaching Magic Forest territory.
The clouds gathered around Shariz, it looked normal. Yet, Kovit couldn't shake off a certain feeling. Shariz seemed bleak and threatening. The night sky also contributed to the darkness, probably.
But then, he was struck by the unpredictable news.
"Your Highness." His advisor came running to him from one of the rooms in panic.
Kovit was standing outside, feeling the cold and salty air. His hair and his attires fluttered violently as the wind slapped his skin. He turned on his heels.
"We have a problem."
"Problem?" Kovit was calm even though the advisor had already gone into a panic state. "What's the problem we have aside from this troublesome weather?"
