Five days had passed since Zyra's last encounter with Cyril and the submarine had sunk even further into the deep of the ocean abyss.
There were no sea creatures, corals or any other form of aquatic plants to be seen, just an endless deep blue sea.
The humans aboard the ship had started to grow restless but fear of the aquatic wolfbeasts made them keep their thoughts and comments to themselves.
No human being on earth had ever come this far.
Even though she wasn't the first of her kind to make it to Aquatic Territory, deep down inside she found it a small comfort to feel like a true pioneer.
Personally, even though Zyra no longer suffered from the wretched sea sickness.
She too had grown weary of descending deeper and deeper into the bottomless depths of the ocean.
Her private musings were interrupted by loud cheers and whoops from the other occupants aboard the submarine.
A startled cry of, "I can see it."