The stern of the assault craft had a rain canopy made from a tarp. Whenever it rained heavily, Evelyn Ford and Ronan Kendrick would stop the boat and take shelter there, only continuing on their way after the rain let up.
The heavy fog over the sea was showing signs of dispersing, with mist swirling all around. If they weren't fleeing for their lives, one might think they had arrived at The Empyrean Isle.
"Today is the sixteenth day," Evelyn said. "If we haven't just been going in circles, we must have covered at least a thousand kilometers. Could it be that it wasn't just Aeridor that was flooded? What if all the rivers and oceans on Azure are overflowing, the mountains are sinking, and the entire world has turned into one vast ocean?"
Evelyn Ford took out a world map and placed it on the folding table at the front of the boat.
