The Foul Brine
Finishing up his morning meal, or whatever time it was, as difficult as it was to tell so far beneath the surface of the sea, he began to explore the temple. He didn't know where Bastian was staying, though he presumed it was in the same sector he was staying as a guest.
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Without much sense of direction guiding him, he found his way to the courtyard of the Cerulean Keep, which stood outside of it, near the entrance he originally arrived at; there he could see the scenery of the deep-blue ocean around him.
He could visibly see the barrier that stood around the remaining bastian of the fallen kingdom; the translucent, dome-shaped protection that kept the water at bay.
'Atlans can live just fine in the water, right? It seems weird to me that they'd build a barrier like this…unless that prophecy about reincarnators was something they were already aware of,' he thought.