Fifteen days later…0

Charles and his crew continued their journey across the barren semi-desert climate. The tracks of the Narwhale spun relentlessly as they transversed the dry earth. The crew members were stationed at their posts and preoccupied with their tasks. 0

They were now in the semi-desert biome beyond the desert, an uncharted area. They were only able to explore even further now that they had the Narwhale as their mode of transportation.0

Under the guidance of the first mate, Sailor Norton gripped the helm tightly in both hands. Meanwhile, a gaunt, balding old man stood beside them. He was the newly appointed second mate. He was from Hope Island and was also an old captain well acquainted with Charles.0

A streak of black flashed by the side of the ship before it landed right outside the bridge's entrance and morphed into a man clad in a dark cloak.0

"No anomalies or...0