"C-captain d-do you feel that?" a skinny teen standing beside Captain Zoan muttered in horror as the ship creaked hitting the shore.
Every crew member fell silent in what was supposed to be a joyous event turning grim, everyone felt the raging flow of auras crashing across the island.
The air in constant clash almost like various wills wrestled against one another…
They gawked in horror…
What kinds of horror lurked beyond the island's shore? What type of monsters could cause such a sick feeling?
"Um, Captain? About exploring…" a voice croaked in the silence, causing all gazes to shift to Zoan.
The man who had awakened the sand gate gene skill, a noble-grade ability, spoke up. "Boss, what do you think, exploring this island is clearly an expedition far above our grade. You have to remember things have changed and not all dire circumstances can be resolved with bullets." the elder warned in worry.
