Cetas' eyes were wide upon seeing the sight of a perfect butterfly-shaped ship. So many coincidences already happened in a single day, and all of them attribute to something related to being perfect.
The butterfly shape reminded Cetas of a certain creature in the depths, fluttering its wings whilst sending out gushes of water.
Still, Cetas focused on the present.
He thought of the coincidences that transpired.
The way that Skadi's fingers move and the time that Skadi mentioned before.
All of them formed a right angle when symbolized. It seemed akin to the crops back in the Historian's farm.
Additionally, there were still the numbers that the crazed man screamed.
Although he didn't know what they meant, Cetas knew that it was connected somehow.
And now!
The off-putting symmetry of the ship and its odd shape served as the evidence that fueled Cetas' mind.
He instantly became wary, looking at the crowd for any source of peculiarities. But, Cetas was as clueless as they are!
