The solitary sound of the Narwhale's horn cut through the silence as the ship navigated into the docking area of the ashen island ahead.0

Ships from the Southern Seas displayed a striking contrast to their Northern counterparts. Amidst steel and steam, they carried an archaic charm; their chilly metallic shells were enveloped in a structure of ivory-like whalebone.0

"Mr. Charles, what are those white things on the ship?" Lily asked as she perched atop Charles' shoulder.1

"If I'm not mistaken, they're likely Leviathan whale bones. Conor had once mentioned that those creatures are representative of the Southern Seas."0

"I see…" Lily stared in wonder at the ships that were entering and leaving the docks.0

The anchor chain rapidly cascaded down with an occasional spark dancing in...0