The Immortal Giant stranded on the beach resembled a massive whale.
Standing beneath it, one could feel even more insignificant and lonely.
Luggage and traces of rescue efforts were scattered on the sand; the rope tied to the ship's side and hanging down to the shallows was Lu Li's only way back to the deck.
Picking up the rope drifting with the waves, Lu Li said to Kate, who stood in the shallows, "You can't come up."
"Help me."
"I can't do it."
In the two days since leaving and returning to the Immortal Giant, Lu Li hadn't rested.
"Then I'll climb myself."
Lu Li said no more to the stubborn Kate, grabbed the rope, climbed with his hands, steadied his footing, and slowly climbed to the top, flipping over the ship's side and collapsing exhaustedly onto the deck.
The deck, stained with dried blood, was silent. The dull sound of waves lapping against the hull resonated on the deck, echoing into the mind, transforming into the wailing of lost souls...
