The Blue Fist sailed on.
Ahead lay a world of darkness, the sky shrouded in thick, dark clouds that blocked every ray of sunlight. Behind them, however, was a world of light, with the sun hanging high and casting its bright radiance.
A curved line divided the world, splitting day and night. This breathtaking sight left everyone on deck speechless, as if they had stepped into the angular space between the sun and moon. The divine spectacle moved them deeply.
"Impressive, isn't it?" Hearing Andre's words, everyone nodded in agreement.
As the ship crossed the dividing line, they entered a Dark Region. The light behind them slowly receded. It wasn't entirely dark yet, as some light still penetrated the gloom.
Upon entering, Ed clearly felt the ship's speed decrease.
"The speed has dropped?"
Hearing Ed's words, Andre nodded seriously. "The sea breeze here is weak, and a dark power lingers in the water below. Though dispersed, it still drags on the hull, slowing us down."
