When they finally reached the docks, they discovered that almost all the ships and airships had been cleared out.
It seemed that some people had gone to great lengths to ensure they stayed.
The situation at the station appeared to be the same, indicating that someone had invested considerable effort to keep them from leaving.
John said nothing, simply stepping back, while the others began to have different thoughts.
Benjamin and Francis were following at a distance, their lips curled into slight smiles, acting as if they were merely ordinary hosts seeing off their guests.
Silver Tear noticed that the others seemed unsettled, and even her voice reflected her own anxiety.
"There are many people watching us. Are we really okay? Will they really let us leave?"
Despite her words, Silver Tear was feeling a growing sense of fear.
However, Dark Fox shook his head slightly at her.
