As Hanzo continued to stare out into the sea, he placed his bow next to him and leaned it against the ship's railing.
Gazing at its handle for a second, he thought to himself: 'Boon of Apollo... I used to hide the fact that I ever even had such a power. When Tyr first asked me, I told him that it was an Ancestral Ability that simply gave me elite bowmanship.'
He paused, chuckling slightly.
Before he could continue in his train of thought, he heard a voice boom from the center of the ship.
"LAND HO!" Huevas' recognizable voice echoed, "Everyone, come to the deck! Before you southerners land in another continent, I will tell you the rules to follow so that you aren't bombarded by different rules!"
His words flowed through the wood of the ship as though coated in Aura, reaching the ears of everyone on board.
In a matter of seconds, all of Judgment had gathered on the deck facing Huevas with curious yet stoic expressions.
