"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" Ulysses panicked as he tried as much as possible to fix the damage done to the submarine but try as he may, he was unable to do so.
His capabilities were lacking when it came to such complex mechanisms, especially one that involved the power of an Anti-God to work.
Clicking his tongue in annoyance, he paused to wonder if his only option was abandoning the ship.
But he had a feeling that if he went along with that, it would be years before he arrived at the meeting place and even many more to return.
How long would his mind remain sane before it would break, succumbing to the madness that ran rampant in this twisted dimension?
He didn't even wish to imagine it.
Taking a deep breath, he decided not to think in that direction, as carrying out that thought was the same as giving up, and he wasn't about to do so when people were waiting for him.
Instinctively, he reached for the talisman that Ana had made for him.