Below a gorgeous night sky without a single storm cloud in sight to ruin the day, a crack in space emerged—warping itself into a portal that hurled out five individuals.
Nearlo, Viesta, Emilio, Jon, and lastly, Lillian.
Escaping through the portal and regaining consciousness, everyone quickly realised that they were headed straight into the sea.
Nearlo, with a swift swipe of his hand, summoned his ship that crashed into the surface of the sea.
Landing and rolling against the wooden deck of his ship, everyone slowly pushed themselves up into a seated position—rubbing their heads from the disorienting warp in space.
Everyone then looked around, admiring their surroundings, as the reality that they had finally escaped the Trial finally settled in as everything slowly compiled in their mind like a compilation.
Emilio, who had pushed himself to his feet, gave the person beside him a glance before widening his eyes, stunned.
