After receiving the order from the third highest command, except the Captain and Ryan. The airship slowly turned its course, but because of the blizzard that was pushing over the airship's fins, the people inside swayed as its body trembled.
However, thanks to the captain's expertise, the ships regained their balance, and they proceeded toward the northwest, where Lucya's eyes spotted a figure of silver-haired beauty, enveloped by a blue aura, facing an ancient beast that was feared on land.
Lucya exhaled sharply, regulating her ragged breath and the searing agony that scorched her eyes, which slowly dwindled after she poured it with mana.
"Lady Lucya, are you alright?". A deep voice distorted her blackened vision, and saw Lord Midnight with Marina on his side, her face devoid of its pink luster.
"Yeah, I'm alright. Don't worry. It was just an effect of overusing a spell; it will be healed in no time".
