Arsik opened his eyes again, but this time he hadn’t been expecting it. His back rested against smooth, cold stone. High above him, he saw a black sky, empty and unnatural. Sitting up, he looked at his hands. Nothing hurt much. A few scratches maybe, but nothing serious. It took him a while to dispel the cloud in his head and look around. Three bodies lay on the ground. Passed out? Dead? He didn’t know, but Karadra was there, kneeling, calm. Her palms hovered a few inches over the ground. Her eyes were closed, as if she were concentrating. Pieces of the ship had traveled with them into this mysterious place: boards, barrels, scattered coins, weapons, even sails. It wasn’t a dream; it’d happened for real. A shipwreck in the bottom of the Vespia Sea. The place was huge, l

