In the dock of the 6th floor.
"…Machary, do you even know how to sail a boat?"
Abigail asked.
"No, but how hard can it be?"
Machary said with a scoff.
The boat was small. It had a white sail and a small cabin. Just big enough to be used for maybe a fishing trip.
It was one of the cheapest boats Machary could find.
"I checked the boat for any damage, and it looks fine. I would avoid any major storms while out in the sea, or we will be swimming with the fishes."
Ragnar came from the lower deck, looking a little winded, as it was really narrow down there.
In that moment, someone jumped from the docks to the deck of the ship, a smile frozen on his face.
Machary looked over, scoffed, and said, "About time you came," and in that moment, saw someone accompanying Fang Raon.
"…Yes, another girl."
Abigail whispered under her breath, as she didn't want to be the only girl in the party, surrounded by these foolish boys.
"She is the one?"
Machary asked.
