>>6119247When moments later the burst of wind reaches you four like a slap, you stumble back from its force, followed by rings of weak waves that slowly hit the coast, making the vessels still in the open sea wobble back and forth.
You take the visor off once again, to check on Willow. She’s just as pale as Soralisa used to be.
“I thought I had left this kind of shit behind.”
“What?”
“Some more stuff from… there. You know.”
You do not inquire further. Not when you are with the others. Above you, the tower shrinks back into its old shape, apparently harmless, vapour dancing from where the metal, or perhaps some form of ceramide, is still white-hot.
The sea and the wind as slowly calming down, and the air feels safe once again without that continuous humming, but all you can hear is Soralisa’s excited voice.
“Praised be the Sun-Birther! Let it be known nobody encroaches on the coasts of the Holy Land unpunished! Praised be the Egidarma and Candeloro!”
Rubida crosses her arms over her chest, just as proud.
“There’s never been too many occasions to fire one of these over the past few years. Good to know they are still in pristine condition… you never know when they may come in handy.”
You share a look with Willow. She gives you a hint a nervous smile.
“So… can we climb back down now?”
>You’d rather spend the rest of the afternoon in the town with your friends, checking on your preparations.>Your vision has bothered you. Why another vision of the past, and why now? Just as Master has left… did Willow notice anything?>Your departure is nigh. You may await your barge by the shore, it will carry you to the open sea where you’ll meet the Asterite’s vessel.>[Suggestion]I'd say that was a blast of an update. Especially to write. It counted as a double homage. I guess the first homage is easy to guess, the second one may be less so. At any rate, hope you enjoyed seeing how the Holy Land helps keep its coasts safe. Now next time we'll get on that boat... thanks for playing. 