[Den Establishment Challenge Accepted]
[Time Allotted: 00:23:59]
'It seems that if I fail, the Den will be destroyed. I wonder if all Dens are established like this.'
Sylas reached out and took the Den. The moment he did, he felt a vague feeling tugging at him. The Den was telling him where the nearest target was.
'Convenient.'
Sylas wasn't confident in finding so many targets in the vast ocean. He had had several run-ins now, but only one of them was against a sperm whale. This would make things easier on him. If Cassarae had survived this long, she could wait an extra day.
...
Sylas surfaced into churning waters. The storm above seemed to be getting only more violent, and there was an uncomfortable swirl in the clouds above that noted something more sinister was on the horizon.
'A hurricane in the middle of winter…'
