WHOOSH!
A tiny figure, the size of a peanut and barely discernible in the night, bounced at high speed atop the waves, covering thousands of meters in a single leap.
Departing from the third island of the Centaur Archipelago, he quickly arrived just off the largest island, number one.
The massive Phantom Fleet, burning with ghastly fire, first came into view, with countless tireless Undead Sailors armed with guns and swords patrolling back and forth.
At night, they were clearly far more active than during the day.
Especially a young [Lich] on board who, holding a Whale Oil Lamp that seemed to be a "permit" for the Edge of the World, was shouting on every ship,
"Pioneer Guiding Colonial Trading Company's Edge of the World Branch is recruiting new members!
