A month and a half later...
After weeks of traveling across the surface of the South Sea in the southeasternmost part of that vast sea, Minos and his crew had finally passed through the territory of the Flooded Dragons.
Two weeks ago, they had left that territory and entered the continental waters of Emlyn's homeland, where they were now sailing, days from the coast of the Nine-Tailed Fox tribe's territory.
Over the past few weeks, the group encountered several problems related to the conflict between the two most powerful races in the world. They had often had to divert their route slightly to avoid the consequences of the battles between the specialists of these two races.
But the route they had chosen for this journey was one of the safest and least chaotic, so even though they had encountered problems, there weren't many, and the group was still in one piece.
Not only was the group whole, it was stronger!
