Everyone roared in agreement for a few seconds before everyone shuffled back inside the ship. Xasha and his daughter were the only ones left standing on the deck. "Quite eventful days we've been having, huh?"
"It's all so interesting," Adara replied.
"I'm glad you're here," Xasha said lightly.
"I'm glad I came too." Adara grabbed her father's hand, then dragged him inside the airship. "You need rest too"
Later, a massive banquet was held in the cafeteria to celebrate a job well done? Or was it their newfound strength? Ah, maybe it was the fact that they were still alive. Who knows, really? The point was, they drank a year's supply of liquor in one night.
The next morning, they saw a horde of Spirit Fantasma making their way toward the temple. "Should we intercept them?" Saxon asked.
"Na, don't deny the youngsters the right to train. There will be plenty of fights to be had where we're going." Fitzroy said while patting Saxon's shoulder.
