The ship tore through the small waves, the sound of water splashing against the hull filled Shina Venilon's ears as she stood near the edge of the boat. The seas were calm, reflecting the sun's gentle rays on its surface.
So far, her journey to Sekhtar has been smooth. She thought finding a crew that was insane enough to sail the southern oceans is impossible, but here they are.
Except, these people Shina found weren't ordinary sailors. They were pirates.
Seemingly the most notorious ones in the whole world.
"What's wrong, Shadowblade?" a gentle voice of a woman asked from behind her.
Shina turned her head and saw a beautiful Hirazan woman with short brown hair. She wore a traditional attire that many swordsmen wore in her nation. Over her white kimono was a black haori and her white hakama covered her entire legs.
Around her waist, she wore a red obi which held her katana.
