On the long pier stretching from the shore into the water, a mass of oak planks is rotting and weathered, producing a clear creaking sound as the black-clad soldiers' straw sandals step on them.
The canoe sways in the water, stirring up ripples, as the black-clad soldiers jump onto the pier one after another, heading toward the streets of the dock.
A few short Child Soldiers scouts duck their bodies and run in three directions away from the dock.
Only after confirming there was no danger, did Horn prop himself up on the boards and climb onto this pier full of holes.
Walking to the end of the pier, the entire dock unfolds before Horn's eyes.
This dock on Autumn Dusk Island is larger than Horn imagined. Although it had been abandoned for over a hundred years, traces of its former splendor could still be seen.
