The night of the pitch-black evening.
You can see the bright moonlight gathering into a beam of light, falling onto the deck of a ship.
Upon careful observation, you can see silver threads descending from the sky within this beam of light.
You can feel the Magic Power around almost swirling toward the center, but the surrounding sea surface remains unusually calm, with no signs of waves.
Not to mention a storm, even the slightest ripple is absent.
Calm, unusually calm.
Though Magic Power is still being absorbed, which logically should result in a storm forming, there is no movement at all.
This made the people who were ready to withstand the storm stand still, uncertain about what was happening.
But since there was no storm, they were also happy to enjoy the quiet, thus gathered around, either leaning or sitting, watching Chadite ascending.
Perhaps it was the peace brought by the moonlight that quieted the surrounding storm.
