The journey from the dungeon's clearing back to the outskirts of town was uneventful, yet my mind was far from calm. The map etched into the crystal replayed in my thoughts, the island's contours and glowing symbols etched as clearly in my mind as they had been on its surface. Kijin padded ahead silently, his sharp eyes scanning the surroundings, while Raijuu trotted beside me, his tail flicking with faint arcs of electricity.
The chat kept me grounded, their buzzing commentary pulling me out of my thoughts every now and then.
: Tsukasa, where even is that island? Do you have any idea?
: The Forbidden Floors are one thing, but now you're heading into the unknown.
: Please tell me you're going to get a boat and not, like, swim there.
I gave the camera a small smile. "Don't worry, chat. No swimming. But you're right—we need to figure out where this place is. The crystal only gave us a shape, not a location."
