Approximately two weeks had passed since everyone departed from Fuera.
The Grat Team, led by Cylia, Elsa, Lereon, Harik and Lisa, headed to the port city of Rostanta and embarked on a ship there.
While they were on the sea, they strangely did not encounter an enemy ship and luckily they did not come across Leviathan. Still, the group thought that they would at least see a few enemies on the sea as they expected them to depart to Grat, too.
Thus, they arrived in Yurt, a port town in Grat. From there, they quickly hurried to Youra, the capital.
On their way, they did not notice anything suspicious, however, none of them could shake off their uneasiness.
It was only when Youra was in sight that the group's greatest fear turned into reality.
"W-what the hell...?" Harik muttered completely in disbelief.
"H-how terrible..!" Lisa gasped stunnedly.
"Tch...!" Elsa clicked her tongue as she clenched her fists.