Mara needed no further explanation.
As soon as Kael returned to the small coastal outpost, she was already ordering two of the guards to prepare the patrol vessel while the third activated the communication crystal linked to the towers farther north.
It was not a ship made for long voyages.
It had a narrow hull, two short sails, and enough reinforcement to cross storms without capsizing, but its greatest advantage was a mana-powered propulsion system independent of the wind.
At that moment, with the ocean itself beginning to bend its currents toward Selvanor, relying only on sails seemed like an excellent way to personally discover the fate of the seventy-four vessels recorded as having arrived at a submerged port.
"How long until we reach that ship?" Kael asked while Mara untied the moorings.
"If it keeps moving at that speed, forty minutes."
"Too long."
"If I increase propulsion, twenty-five."
"Better."
Mara glanced at him.
