After the sighting of the colossal whale, the black seas died down as a serene near-silence filled the luminal time on the moving ship.
"It seems we shouldn't have to wait much longer," Fedrin said, stepping down the steps from the helm.
Jae-Seong and Ren remained on the main deck, sitting on the damp floor to wait out the time to reach the gargantuan island that now sat closer than ever.
"Is it a good idea to leave the wheel like that?" He asked, looking up at the elf.
Fedrin smiled a bit as he sat himself on one of the umber crates, "...It's a bit embarrassing, but it seems my handling of the ship didn't really make a difference. It's approaching the island, without my assistance."
He could only chuckle wryly at this information, looking up at the fluttering sail as the abyssal wings pushed it.
"I guess that's their way of telling us there's no avoiding going to that island, is there?" He muttered.
