The carriage passed through the storm, and the Aquadra came into view. Aquadra— a group of small islands which were near each other. Most of them were no bigger than a city.
Far away in the distance, a floating island covered in clouds could be seen; atop it was a large tower made of black and blue crystal-like stone. It scattered the moonlight falling on it into multicoloured lights, which gave it a mystical look.
Underneath the floating island was a huge hole within the very ocean, which possibly led to the bottom of the world itself.
The trio looked at the visage of the mystical Night Tower with admiration and excitement.
"So, that's the Night Tower?" Hanna asked as she pointed towards the floating island.
Michael answered with a nod and confirmed her words.
"It's Magnificent…" Anna spoke as her eyes began to glow golden.
The threads of fate appeared before her, however… she frowned because she couldn't read the threads…
