First contact(3)

The starship was moving through remarkable peaceful waters. While in sharp contrast the waters above the energy barrier were churned violently by the storm. Thrown this way and that way in the storm's full power.

Drawing a mixture of relief and gratitude from the bridge crew of Sandawana. Watching the storm at its mad worst, tearing up the ocean above them they realised just how narrowly they had escaped calamity.

It had been literally by the skin of their teeth. Even thinking about it was too depressing. Turning their attention to admiring the city below as the starship raced towards the flashing light was a more preferable distraction.