"Thank you for your kindness, Captain," Lynch said with a smile. "I'm just looking for some fun; winning or losing doesn't matter."
"That's good, Mr. Lynch. I've got to go take care of something," Jebor quickly vanished up the ship's ladder. He had already completely forgotten about the strange sounds he'd heard.
Lynch picked up the Powerful Wand standing in the corner, its Necroman Magic Pearl shrouded in a gray mist. Within this swirling thick cloud, pairs of eyes could faintly be seen peering out. Lynch murmured a spell, the white light emitted from his palm pressing the gray smoke back into the magic pearl, restoring everything to calm.
"I didn't expect to attract so many vengeful spirits in these waters and even found quite a few banshees. Could there be a dangerous reef nearby?" Lynch shook his head and said, "Haven't been out for a few days; I wonder if Zilvra would be angry. Hopefully, tonight's party will brighten her mood."
