Cattaleya whistled hearing Elyon's explanation. "That explains the name, at least."
Elyon continued, "The landmasses here are split into nearly thirty continents, though calling them continents is generous. Each is barely the size of a large kingdom."
Meng Bai tilted his head. "You said 'nearly thirty,' not exactly thirty. Why is that?"
Elyon glanced down the steps as they walked. "Because that number changes. The tides of this world are unique. Every few years, some continents partially submerge. Every few centuries, others vanish beneath the ocean entirely. It is said that the ocean here breathes, inhaling and exhaling with the rhythm of the world's core."
Lin Mu frowned slightly. "You mean the continents actually sink and rise back up?"
