Broken landed on Aego's deck, his boots touching the familiar surface with a sense of relief.
One by one, the crew members followed, climbing aboard with swift efficiency.
No words were needed. They already knew what had to be done. Without hesitation, they spread out across the ship, each heading to their designated roles, ready to restore order after the chaos.
Broken, however, turned his attention to the golem panel, scanning Aego's condition.
There were visible cracks along the ship's hull—and that meant one thing. They couldn't sail back into the open sea.
Not yet.
With a sigh, Broken stepped inside the ship—
And was met with pure destruction.
Tables overturned.
Chairs scattered.
Decorations shattered.
The entire interior was a wreck.
Taking a slow breath, he absorbed the sight, feeling the weight of the storm's aftermath.