Pearney said darkly, "I told you the direction was off."
Last night, no one noticed anything strange, and now there's no telling how far off course the ship has drifted, or where the Iron Ridge Giant Turtle might drag them. *If she were capable of defeating the giant turtle, she'd definitely drag the troublesome beast out for a major beating first.*
Ivan thought for a moment and shared his opinion, "Judging by Joe's personality, he probably wouldn't lie. It's probably just a course change—the destination should still be Flying Fish Port."
Pondering for a moment, Pearney nodded, accepting his explanation.
Hearing this, Justine felt a bit more at ease. As long as they could get back to Flying Fish Port, things would be fine.
Two hours later, the Dark Lahr slowed down as a small island came into view in the distance.