A giant steel yacht swiftly sailed through the somewhat turbulent sea, its sharp bow slicing through the waves like a blade.
On the side of the yacht, a large lantern logo was painted, indicating it was Kane and his company's Lantern Ship.
However, the yacht's direction was quickly heading back to the port they had previously departed from.
It was now just after sunrise, with the gentle dawn sunlight touching the deck and the shimmering sea surface.
Reflections created a slightly glaring brilliance.
Yet, the yacht continued to race forward at a frenzied pace, and ahead, through the faint sea mist, the port along the coast was faintly visible.
They were about to reach their destination.
In Kane's cabin, Kane lay on Cotton Candy, floating in mid-air resting. This helped him avoid feeling the ship's rocking.
Personally, Kane had fairly high standards for rest.
"Master, the port is near."
Kane heard a gentle voice from the broadcast nearby and then opened his eyes.
