Deep in the Atlantis Ocean.
"From here on, the storm begins to intensify," said High Priest Larrycos, standing on the deck and pointing at the increasingly heavy clouds overhead.
"Why are you standing here?" Sigrdrifa asked curiously beside him.
Larrycos: ???
"Otherwise, where should I be?" the Naga Priest retorted.
"In the water," Sigrdrifa replied matter-of-factly. "Aren't you a Naga?"
Just because I'm a Naga I have to stay in the water? What kind of logic is that? Larrycos didn't know how to refute this at the moment.
"Sigrdrifa, don't be rude," Aske interrupted. "We've already entered the storm region; the water flow below is turbulent. How can you ask him to go into the water?"
The squad leader was reasonable. Larrycos immediately nodded continuously.
"But he's a demigod of the Naga Clan!" Sigrdrifa was still not convinced after the criticism and argued, "Would a demigod fear the turbulent ocean currents?"
Larrycos: .........
