There were only two minutes left before the dungeon closed. The crew began preparing to depart. The anchor was lifted and the engines started.
At the bow of the ship, Joanna was still staring at the rift. Her blonde hair fluttered in the wind, while her eyes radiated her boundless hope. She could not help but tremble as worries haunted her mind.
Klaus still hadn't shown his face. Joanna held out hope that her brother would return, but his men, however, thought that their boss might be gone forever.
Even Justin thought so.
The only thing he could do now was keep Joanna company. He didn't say anything, just stood besides her with sincerity.
