The small wooden raft was floating on the water, at the very center of the vast Strait of Perdona.
The raft wasn't moving, it remained floating at the spot where Chris and Quax had stopped rowing it. The raft only rocked from side to side, after the dark monster had knocked it out of balance.
Chris was the only one on top of the flat wooden raft. He was holding his huge wooden rowing oar in both hands, as he quickly came up towards the left side of the raft, where he had heard the mighty splash into the water.
As he walked up to the side of the raft, Chris was a little fearful that his tiny Dwarf friend had already drowned, inside the blue ocean water where he had fallen.
While Chris was hurrying up towards the side of the raft, the dark monster, on the other hand, was just now complet
