Demon Island was not very huge, they arrived at the southern beach after just two hours. There was no sand, only a messy mass of reef, stones, and pebbles. Enormous reefs peeked when the tides went down, forming a cluster of reef islands.
The three Europa musketeers got to work. They stood in a triangle, hand in hand, and, using a unique method, joined powers to sense their surroundings and direct the team.
Slightly further into their journey, Fatty's expressions changed. All of a sudden, he stopped in his tracks and started crying out loud. "Ayo, hold up, hold up! Tummy ache, tummy ache! I need to answer nature's call."
Zhang Shan rolled his eyes. "Jackasses are full of sh*t. Hurry the hell up."
"No, no, this is a big one. It'll take at least a half hour. I've been starving the last couple days and may have eaten something bad. Why don't you guys go on ahead?" Fatty looked awful. His bright red face was dotted with beads of perspiration.
