Disrespected

A black-sailed ship docked under the shadow of a tall mountain and a black castle.

As they departed from the ship, Mars and the rest saw the enormous mountain and felt like heavy pressure fell over them.

Before they could leave the harbor, a figure dressed in a proper suit and tie walked over to them.

"Mars Godfriend, correct?" He asked in a monotone tone.

"That's me." Mars said with a gruff voice.

"The Sea King is waiting for you. Follow me." He then turned around, and with hands behind his back, he started to head towards the tall mountain.

"You'll stay here." Mars said to others as he walked away.

Apollo and others shared glances and sighed before sitting down on the pier.

"You'll think Ambrose is here?" Damian asked as his gaze lingered in the direction of Haventown.