Clouds floated along the glistening azure sky. A blue ship with white stripes was slowly sailing across the endless sea. It drew a shaky line between the waves as the chilly wind blew across the sails.
The main sails on the ship were triangular of varying sizes, being pushed by the wind.
A black-robed man was wandering around the ship deck with his brows furrowed. His long brown hair flew about in the air, causing it to become a bit messy.
Angele spent a lot of time investigating the ship.
It had been the fourth day ever since they departed from the docks. He had already checked every nook and cranny of the ship.
‘This is not the Future.’ Angele came to this conclusion. Although this ship was powered by spell-driven whales, its constituents were different, such as the size of the cabin and storage room.
The deck was almost empty. All the Wizard apprentices stayed in their cabins, and the two Wizards of Light had been checking their talent levels.
