"Imagine playing with fire underwater, Match? I know there are volcanoes below the seafloor, but that doesn't mean our magic works there. It's... different," I explained, while scratching my head.
I was no magic expert, especially for explaining things to a younger girl. If there was someone more capable of narrating these details, it would be those two idiots sleeping in the cabin.
As we talked about trivial matters, we spotted a ghastly image of another ship from far away. It was not me who noticed it but Match. Using her telescope, she rotated the one-eyed lens (or the binocular) and zoomed in.
"What are you seeing, Match? Is that a ship?! Is everyone even capable of doing that? Draven did not even mention something like another neighbour."
