The Demonic Sea...
— Shizclar Bay —
Upon those vast, restless waters, where the waves never calmed and relentless storms lashed the sea with howling winds and dense fog...
Even though a long time had passed since the battle between the Empire and the Ultras, this place still bore the scars of that conflict.
Lightning still cracked across the skies, striking down with fury, further stirring the turmoil below.
Few dared venture near the bay when the sea raged like this .. not even the nightmare creatures dwelling in these waters.
Yet, cutting through the raging waves was a single black ship, devoid of any flags or markings. Its origins unknown, but its crew... carried names that shook the world.
On an urgent mission to find Maekar Valerion and the others, this marked the seventh day of Vendrick's voyage through these treacherous seas.
Standing at the ship's prow, clad in his usual tattered garb, Vendrick let the harsh winds whip through his disheveled hair.
"..."
