Thunder flashes, and clouds gather densely.
From a distance, one can see the distant sea and sky, shrouded by a patch of dark clouds, with a violent and eerie aura inside.
The dark area forms a sharp contrast with the daylight outside.
Looking into that area.
Thick and long lightning bolts continuously strike down from the clouds, hitting the sea directly.
The waves roll and twist. Waves like city walls tirelessly crash and roll, making the entire sea surface resemble boiling water.
As the waves roll up and down, a ship intermittently appears and disappears amid the churning waves.
Even in such a tumultuous and chaotic sea, the ship's journey seems unperturbed, continuing to sail forward amidst the crashing waves.
Bolts of lightning constantly strike down, yet none hit the ship.
"This place really is a mess," Alka squinted slightly, his eyes changing shape slightly to see far into the distance.
