All the Other Players are Drooling
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Many little boats were slowly advancing out of the Grey Fjord Port towards the Fishmen Island that descended from the skies.
Rushing ahead was Edward's five-person party, long since gaining infamy amongst the players as the quest-crazy demons.
Still, their little boat wasn't in a good condition.
"Urgh. More and more cracks are breaking over the hull—we aren't making it to Fishmen Island if this continues!" Jessica yelled in panic even as she hurriedly buffed the others with her spells.
"It's a miscalculation there—we didn't expect that many seals around here…" Joe replied even as he used his massive chest armor as a bucket to scoop the water off the boat. "That said, isn't this boat too weak? It's breaking just from a seal knocking it."