The Narwhale swayed gently as she sailed forward. Standing on the deck, Charles gazed at the hazy lights in the distance. A weary yet relieved smile appeared on his countenance. Despite all the hardship, they had finally arrived at the Shattered Heart Isles.0

"All praise…to the Great One…for His protection… His servants… saved us…" Bandages mumbled and went down on his knees. With devout faith, he bowed solemnly toward the sea.1

Meanwhile, Linda pressed her hands against the white triangle on her forehead and muttered her own prayers. Clearly, she had her own interpretation of the entity who had saved them from their crisis.0

However, Charles felt that it was no divine intervention. The giants had mentioned that something in the water had drawn them to the Narwhale.0

Moreover, it was something that swam...2