Zhang Zian wasn't worried that someone else would hear him, since he was so far away. The sound of the tide was enough to cover his voice.
Sihwa had been waiting impatiently for a long time. She swam to the small bay with the whales.
The small bay was shaped like a horse's hoof, and was surrounded by two headlands, one South and One North, that extended into the sea. The southern headland was the one Zhang Zian was on, and the lighthouse was located on the northern headland.
Other than its small area, this small bay was a natural haven.
Zhang Zian put on his night vision goggles. In his green vision, he saw Sihwa swimming near the entrance of the Bay as planned, and then...She began to sing.
Yes, she was singing.
