The dark expanse of the Great Marsh surged, with occasional thunder ripping through the sky.
Rainwater on the deck flowed along with the rocking of the ship, gushing to one side and spilling into the water, but once the vessel righted itself, another thin layer of water quickly accumulated.
Even the largest ship is but a tiny boat on the vast ocean.
The sailors atop were shaken around like dice in a gambler's jar.
Liang Qu set down the Compass, securing it into its slot, the needle trembling as the cinnabar-marked direction remained clear and visible.
"Keep moving forward, if there are any navigation issues, come find me right away, for other issues, seek out Assistant Leader Ran, and don't let your guard down because of the Demon-Repelling Paste!"
The Military Man stood at attention, "Rest assured, sir!"
