At night, the sea was profoundly dark and lightless, a darkness that devoured any light, with only the faint stars and moon above guiding the way.
Aboard a cargo ship en route to Hamlet, aside from the sailors on the night watch, most people were asleep. Even Lance had fallen into slumber. However, for some reason, he was suddenly awakened by the sensation of being watched.
He instantly got out of his bunk and activated his Spiritual Vision, his tense expression showing he didn't dare to relax one bit.
Dammit, last time it was a collector. This time, it better not be choosing this moment to mess with me.
Being on a ship was nothing like being on land. If a fight were to break out, the trouble would be major.
However, after he remained on guard for a while, no further anomalies appeared. The space before his eyes was stable, showing no signs of spiritual fluctuations.
Could it be something in the sea?
