At the World's End, it was truly a perilous journey, amid extreme cold and encircling erosion, the ragged Morning Glow Advance struggled to crush the ice layers, breaking through the frigid seawater, and advancing on the path back home.
Recalling all they had been through, each survivor's heart echoed with a lingering fear; at that time, on the ship, they could do nothing, like a group of prey trapped in a snare, waiting for death to arrive.
The relentless battles had worn away the ship's armor, affecting the main structure as well, like a dangerous building; no one knew when this great ship would disintegrate, teetering on the brink.
To emerge from the Ice Sea, all energy was supplied to the power chamber, and most of the compartments were attacked by Demons and sealed off, with only a few people left huddled in a cold room, utilizing the scant resources to prolong their survival time.
