"That's right, the island is only a few hundred kilometers away from here. I was once blown off course by a storm and ended up on that island," Sinclair explained.
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go! I've had enough of this spirit ship," Ernesto urged, eager to move on.
The spirit ship was small and unsteady, making it quite uncomfortable.
Sinclair didn't move but looked at Thaddeus. The final decision rested with him, and they needed his approval.
Thaddeus glanced at the boundless storm and nodded. "Okay, let's head to the island to rest for now."
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