Moving Ahead

Roman was completely defenseless against Leviathan. A simple breath of smoke was all the monster needed to melt Roman's body and soul, which then entered the monster's nostrils.

Upon seeing the terrifying sight, all sailors on the ship had their legs buckled as they sat down and sobbed in fear. Like a spreading disease, the dread soon took control of all people on The Limpet.

"Keep your voices down, or you're going to alert that thing."

Angor's words reminded the sailors that, with Roman dead, there was only one "mighty wizard" left on the ship. Even if this one wasn't from the association, they couldn't afford to anger him, or the ship wouldn't end up well.

While still trembling, people grasped their mouths to muffle their uncontrollable moaning as best as they could.

Leviathan's appearance caused uneven tides that affected The Limpet. The tides weren't as deadly as those during storms and hurricanes, but they were enough to make everything bumpy.