The next day, the exodus of the First Evacuation Army from the Northern Quadrant finally started.
Sunny and the other captains observed the mass of humans, machinery, and cargo containers flowing into the seemingly bottomless cargo holds of the forty metal leviathans from the tall walls of the port fortress. None of the six spoke, consumed by somber thoughts. Master Jet remained silent, as well.
Behind them, the large encampment that had been bustling with activity just a few days ago was completely dismantled and gone. In front of them was the endless grey expanse of the sea and an uncertain future.
Even though only a quarter of the entire evacuation contingent was sailing south from this port today, the scope of it all was truly immense. Looking at the fearsome ships and the flood of soldiers boarding them, Sunny couldn't help but feel a bit of awe.
It was easy to believe that nothing would be able to stop such a tremendous force.
…However, he knew better.
After a while, Master Jet sighed.
"Alright. It's time for us to go. Regroup with your cohorts and proceed to your assigned ships. You know what to do if the convoy encounters a disaster on the way. Try your best to survive. Should the flagship go down and I with it, follow the chain of command. Vandal is going to assume leadership over the company in my absence."
Master Randall glanced darkly at her and grimaced.
"Hopefully, I won't need to."
Even though the convoy was going to be guided by the emissaries of the House of Night, it was not a given that all ships would reach Antarctica. Naval navigation was always dangerous, and most of the Awakened and Ascended of the First Army were all but useless in aquatic combat.
Including Sunny.
Glancing at his colleagues one last time, he stepped through the shadows and appeared near a crowded dock. It was not hard to find the members of his cohort, since most people gave them a bit of space out of respect.
Walking up to them, he put on a confident mask and asked in a relaxed tone:
"Are you ready?"
Everyone nodded… except for Luster, who suddenly seemed concerned.
"Uh… actually, I've never been on a ship. I won't get seasick, right?"
Sunny stared at him for a few moments, then shrugged.
"You are an Awakened, are you not? Awakened are supposed to be resilient to such things. So… we'll see, I guess."
Luster's face dropped. He lingered for a few moments and sighed.
"...Somehow, I feel like you don't like me very much, captain."
Sunny did not respond. However, Belle suddenly patted the young man on the shoulder.
"Well, I, for one, am very happy that you're with us."
Luster beamed.
"Really?"
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