Race Against Time

'As long as the boat is there, I can always find my way to Calvora. There's no need for anyone.'

Ian already realized his mistake and was growing more murderous by the moment as he made his way to the top deck when, suddenly, a huge whirlwind burst forth from the hall ahead, shaking the entire ship once again, rippled with an eerie violet glow.

Simultaneously, the stench of burning sulfur filled the air as Ian immediately sensed the dark incantation being recited—one that resonated perfectly with the surrounding darkness.

Even the projection of the Red Moon in the sky seemed to have become a little brighter.

"What... what happened?"

Lyra asked in disbelief after seeing the sudden change coming from the hall where they had teleported before.

"Ian... that feeling... I can't be wrong. It's that feeling again."