Chapter 388: Tremor
Chapter 388: Tremor
Lyerin slowed his bat and turned to face them, his expression resolute. “You’ve been lucky so far,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument. “The skies are not as kind as they seem. We’ve seen no danger yet, but that’s exactly why we should land. The sky can turn on you in an instant—storms, beasts, even the islands themselves can be unpredictable.”
Cornelia crossed her arms, her bat shifting slightly beneath her. “But we’ve been fine so far. You’re saying all this, but nothing has actually happened.”
“That’s the point,” Lyerin said sharply. “Nothing has happened yet. And you don’t want to be caught unprepared when it does. You think these islands are just floating pieces of paradise? They’re ancient, powerful, and not all of them are friendly.”
Maria hesitated, glancing at the others. “He’s… not wrong. We don’t really know what’s up here.”
“But still,” Sophia argued, her curiosity getting the better of her, “it’s not every day you get to see something like this. Can’t we just look for a little while longer?”
Lyerin sighed, rubbing his temples as if dealing with stubborn children. “This isn’t about sightseeing. You wanted to see the sky, and you’ve seen it. Now, we’re landing before something sees us.”
The girls fell silent at his words, the weight of his concern finally sinking in. They exchanged reluctant glances, their initial excitement tempered by the gravity of the situation. Finally, Lydia spoke, her voice soft but firm. “He’s right. If Lyerin says it’s time to land, we should listen. There’s no point in risking more than we need to.”
One by one, the others nodded, their adventurous spirits yielding to caution. Lyerin’s expression softened slightly as he saw their understanding. “Good. Follow me,” he said, gesturing toward a nearby floating island.
The bats descended gracefully, their massive wings slicing through the air as they spiraled downward. The island they landed on was small but lush, its surface covered in soft grass and dotted with vibrant flowers. A crystal-clear stream meandered through the center, its gentle babbling a soothing contrast to the vast, open skies above.