It had been several hours since they left the small port. The sea was tranquil and the sky was silent with the radiating sun hanging in the middle of it. Aside from the Solitude which floated through the water, there was no sign of life in this area.
'Now this is weird.'
Achilles had gotten used to the feeling of danger hidden in every corner for the past two weeks. There was always something waiting to lunge at the cohort within the forest. He assumed that they would soon encounter some kind of terrible Corrupted here as well. But after floating on the sea for several hours, he realized that there was nothing here.
Absolutely nothing.
His intuition couldn't spot anything swimming in the deep or flying in the sky. It was just the ship filled with Bryans and the cohort running around, ensuring that the ship would run smoothly.
If he could, then he would have heaved a sigh of relief and gone to bed right now to have a nice sleep until it was dinner.