The sea before them was vast, its gray hues reflecting the heavy clouds in the sky. Waves crashed violently against the bow of the ship, the sails rattling, and the ropes creaking in the wind. Neros stood motionless on the bow, his eyes fixed on the distant horizon, where a distant white glimpse pointed to the island of Snow.
> Neros: Secure the ropes! Everyone in their place! We won't let the sea stop us!
Silver grabbed his sword, scanning the waves with keen eyes.
> Silver: A huge wave is coming... Everyone, get ready!
Ranor laughed as he swung on the ropes, despite the strong wind.
> Ranor: I can feel the adventure in the air! This is the real beginning!
> Petrus: Adventure? This is a battle in every sense of the word! Let's prove our strength!
Lantos sat in the cabin, holding the old map and examining it with calm eyes:
> Lantos: Remember, Neros… the sea will test not only your strength, but your patience and intelligence.
The waves began to rise, and the winds blew relentlessly, but the entire crew was focused: Neros steering, Silver calculating the waves, Ranor enthusiastically assisting the sailors, Petrus protecting everyone, and Lantos carefully monitoring the map.
> Ranor (trembling but laughing): Isn't it wonderful? All these storms… an amazing feeling!
Silver (seriously): Focus on the mission, not the fun.
Petrus: The fun lies in facing the danger!
As dawn broke, the winds died down a little, and the sea became less choppy. Finally, the pale white of snow appeared on the horizon, the island's mountains glinting under the cold sun.
> Neros: I see you… Snow Island!
Everyone shivered from the cold as they approached the shore. The snow glitters like crystal, and the icebergs look as if they've been guarding their secrets for centuries.
> Ranor (excitedly): This is what I've been dreaming of! Finally!
Silver: No time to be surprised... We must first assess the risks.
Petrus: The real challenge begins when you land on the shore.
Lantos: Watch every step... Ice is not friendly.
Cautiously, they disembarked the small boats and began walking on the cold ice. Each step was difficult, the cold stinging their skin, and the wind whipping their arms and feet.
> Silver (looking around): Everything here seems peaceful... but it's deceiving.
Lantos: This island holds many secrets... and every step we must take with caution.
Neros looked at the crew with eyes full of determination:
> Neros: This is just the beginning... The road is long, and the risks are greater. But we will prove ourselves worthy of the Black Crown.
The team advanced on the snow, their first steps on the island, while the icebergs shimmered before them, as if guarding ancient secrets waiting to be discovered.