Marek's face broke out into a massive grin, his white teeth shining like polished sea shells.
"We're going to the hope of humanity, the lot wonder that returned from the depths!" Marek's voice boomed.
"Atlantis, The City of Magic!" Marek let out another thundering laugh, sending the wiry man outside stumbling again.
At that moment, David felt a wave of relief washing over him. He'd been worried about where he was going, heading out into the unknown.
But Johann had picked the perfect destination, maybe he'd even known that Mathan had suggested that he travel there some day.
"Rusty! Take this passenger to his cabin, he's a guest of mine!" Marek bellowed at the wiry man, and then turned to leave. Then, remembering something, a glint in his eye, he spoke.
