It made no sense to Northern. It was absolute lunacy!
If he had a way to go out of the rift all while he was in it, he would have grabbed onto that way and stepped out of that place with immediate effect.
There was a thin line between cowardice and common sense, but it didn't matter in the face of survival.
He needed to live, maybe to come back and fight another day, maybe to get stronger another way.
As cowardly as running away sounded, Northern believed it was common sense and reasonable.
Confronting something when your doom was certain sounded even more cowardly, plus stupid.
If she had an airship, not only could she avoid whatever horrors might be in the sea, she didn't need to go to Luinngard. It'll be a safe ride back home.
'So why? Why is she not using it and why is she willing to give it up for me?'
Northern narrowed his eyes in suspicion, then scoffed.
