The Darkwood ship steadily gained speed over the coming days, cutting through the ocean with ease.
It seemed as though the waves grew larger and more tumultuous the closer they got to the Korsan lands. The ship rocked and swayed chaotically, but the cabin within remained perfectly balanced.
Liam kept to himself, preferring to focus on his own training rather than interacting with the others. He knew he would have plenty of time to do that once their journey truly began.
Still, the thin walls of the cabin gave him some indication of what the others were up to.
Nord was obviously training, judging by the sounds of things breaking and crashing in his space. Rin was experimenting with something involving fire, or perhaps forging something. Nessa was studying in silence, while Gerald worked on his formations.
Meanwhile, Liam finally experienced a breakthrough.
He had passed the lower-stage of the third Rank body!
