Chaos Sea Domain.
The stars are hidden from it, the passage of time is immeasurable, the dimensions of space are imperceptible, and there is naught but vastness everywhere.
Turbulent chaotic storms constantly tear and twist everything into irregular clumps of matter.
The deeper one goes, the more the instability of the sea domain increases, with unpredictable spatial turbulences and chaotic waves rolling in continually.
However, in this hostile environment where ordinary life struggles to survive, a fully enclosed warship, shimmering with magic light patterns, sails stably against the surging waves.
Inside the cabin, the planks, layered with defensive charms and divine blessings, creak persistently, as fluorite illuminates the ship, casting flickering ghostly light with the sway of the vessel.
It seems that returning to the familiar ocean environment, Tiamat's [self-recession] has somewhat alleviated.
Not long into the voyage, she awoke from her coma.
