The water pressed cold against their bodies as they cut through the churning twilight of the Demonic Sea. Albedo continued to release minute amounts of Crimson Apocalypse Flames that diffused into steady waves to keep the worst of the cold at bay.
It ended up taking the group over 2 hours to close in on the rendezvous point, mostly as they had to stop and hide for sometimes up to 15 minutes, to avoid being seen by remaining Vorago Constructs, or Abyssal Creatures desperate for another meal.
Finally, after that long swim, Albedo adjusted his course, glancing toward the distant silhouette of Vorago framed against the underwater gloom. "We're close," he murmured.
Lilian flicked her goggles up for a moment, squinting. "I swear the Demonic Sea got creepier while we were gone. Did the sea always have this many damn shadows?"
"It's all the Abyssal Beasts swimming around, hunting and killing anything they see that moves. Only the strongest Beasts are being avoided," Elara said.
