Beneath the Surface
The sea was quiet, but so was the wind. Dry, thin air floated throughout the ship, and it wasn't strong enough to blow the sails. Andres called for the wind but it never came. They had to row, and every man on board scurried to their post. The Atlanteon barely had any sailors, as most were killed back at the cavern. With lacking manpower, it began to lag behind. "I'll try something", Andres said. He went to the Atlanteon, and saw how only four people were rowing the ship. He condensed the mana around him into whips and lashed on to the vacant oars, moving them back and forth in a rowing motions. "The Atlanteon is back on track sir!" Pedro shouted. "It was a gruelling trip for the sailors, but after five weeks at sea, they were only a few miles away from the said location. The wind r
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