As for the Unicorne Whale slowly regaining its strength on the other side and the Sea Elf that had taken a heavy fall, Aiven had no intention of paying them any mind. There are priorities to consider, and as long as they don't entangle themselves, he has no time to concern himself with the disputes between the two Goddesses now.
The [Horn Shark] was shut down, and the "Storm Horn" was preparing to accelerate away once again.
Splash splash splash...
From the direction of the Unicorne Whale behind, the sound of surging water arose, accompanied by a voice suddenly calling out to Aiven that seemed somewhat familiar.
"Is that the Storm Horn? Please wait a moment!"
Aiven turned to look and found a group of oddly shaped figures.
Among them were Fish People with gills, scales, and webbed hands, a towering Storm Giant Spirit flickering with electricity, and even the Soul of Drowning he had seen not long ago, composed of water and mist.
