– POV General –
As Hestia and her crew set sail for the mysterious island, not knowing what they would find, to the north a huge ship sailed by. It was huge and flew two flags proudly atop its main mast, standing out from the many others. One was a sea lion, symbol of the Navy with an anchor in the background and the second was an Asian dragon rising from the water, symbol of the Manahime clan.
The twins' ship, of which they were both the Captain, was sailing straight towards the continent that the wanted pirates were just leaving. The sound of footsteps on the deck drowned out the sound of the waves and the wind as a hundred men and women ran in all directions. They were pushing the huge wooden monster forward by the sweat of their brow under the unruffled gaze of the two Commodores posted on the quarterdeck.
