Yumina soared through the sky in the sleek vessel she had borrowed from Su Fei. The journey had taken half a month, half a month of nothing but endless water, purple horizon and distorted winds. But at last, the destination appeared.
A giant volcano stood in the middle of the ocean.
It was massive, its crater wide enough to swallow entire fleets whole. Smoke constantly rose from its ridge, forming a ring of dark clouds above, yet strangely, no eruptions had happened for years. The volcano had become a docking hub for ships instead of a danger zone. From above, countless ships looked like tiny ants surrounding a colossal, slumbering beast.
Yumina slowly descended toward the forested side of the volcanic island. She landed in a secluded area, tapped her ring, and stored the flying vessel. The ring gleamed with a faint silver glow.
She smiled at it.
