[Three Days Later.]
[Dark Sea.]
"Why are we on the Dark Sea, or Dead Sea, whatever its ominous name is?" Dracula asked with a distinct frown, the oppressive atmosphere of the forbidden waters making him uneasy.
"Silence," Darkness commanded, her voice cutting through the mist. "This is very important to us." Her gaze was fixed with intense concentration on a shadowy island looming in the distance.
"What's waiting for us there?" Death-flames asked in mild confusion, staring at Darkness's rigid back.
"I think we will know when we get there," Eagle Eye stated, folding her arms across her chest, her patience clearly strained. She lifted her head toward the eerie sky, spotting two massive figures descending through the clouds.
"It seems we have some guests," Dracula muttered, staring at the two approaching beasts with trepidation.
"Don't attack," Darkness said coldly, her word an absolute command that instantly immobilized every crew member on the deck.
WHOOSH!!
