The island was tiny, with a diameter of only about twenty meters. It couldn't be considered an island, but rather a reef.
At a glance, the island had nothing but black rocks, a narrow strip of sand, and a mangrove forest that covered the entire reef.
Its appearance was no different from other ordinary small islands. Such reefs were dime a dozen within the Shattered Isles, nothing out of the ordinary.
At this moment, an ethereal yet penetrating song wafted from the island, continuously echoing around the entirety of The Golden Deer.
With the help of the faint light, Byron, Violet, and the sailors on duty could vaguely make out several attractive figures at the edge of the reef, unclothed, bathing and frolicking in the water.
The enchanting music came from them.
"Beauties..."
GULP.
Some of the sailors' eyes immediately glazed over. They swallowed their saliva and unconsciously took a step forward, among them a few First Order Transcendents.
