A few hours earlier...
The ship of the Ten High Peak Faction glided carefully along the calm waves of the Blue Sea—a large body of water encased between the meeting point of three continents:
Ainsveld, Eldraemar, and Mennanion.
The ship was very large. It had multiple rooms, various sitting areas, three large sails, and the sculpted head of a dragon leading it forward.
Within one of the ten master bedrooms inside the ship, Noa sat alone in her room, seemingly mastering her Ancestral Ability.
An array of multicolored Aura binds, seals, and arrays were littered around her room.
With her eyes closed, she tinkered with each and every one in curious ways.
She created some, destroyed others, and morphed more into different shapes and sizes.
