The first few hours passed without any issues.
The two enormous Nosferatu transport ships continued through the dark ocean, their engines producing a deep rumble that vibrated beneath Nikolai's boots. Occasionally, the ships would encounter larger waves, sending icy seawater spraying across the reinforced hull.
Yet the journey was surprisingly peaceful.
So much that Nikolai became even more nervous.
'Fuck... I hate this feeling.'
Nikolai stood near the railing with his arms folded, watching the crimson light spread across the ocean. The Blood Moon had risen higher since their departure, making the water resemble an enormous sea of blood.
He'd never been particularly afraid of the ocean.
But something about travelling towards an island filled with ancient vampires with heavy artillery guns, while that damned moon watched from above, made his skin crawl.
"Darling?"
A familiar voice called him from behind.
