On the surface of the ocean, Zarek watched the rippling water with an unreadable expression on his face.
"Do you think they're alright down there? It's been six days now," the captain of the ship said with a serious expression.
The faces of the crew were etched with concern as they watched Zarek, waiting for his reply, but the vampire remained strangely quiet, his expression unreadable.
He didn't take his gaze off the waters—it felt as if he were trying to search for something. A few members of the crew had tried diving earlier, but they didn't find anything. None dared to go deeper, afraid of encountering the Sea Devotees.
After what felt like an eternity, Zarek's lips parted as he spoke in a soft, low voice.
"They're still alive."
A collective sigh of relief rippled across the deck when they heard his confident words—but then it struck them.
"Wait… how do you know? You can't see them from here! I'm sure of that!"
