Matthew and Ryan boarded the Medusa Warship, its sleek hull gleaming under the midday sun. On the dock, Weston and Hanno stood quietly, seeing them off.
Matthew had told them there was no need for such formalities, but the two insisted on coming.
"You should head back now, we're about to leave," Matthew called out, waving at Hanno and Weston.
Just earlier, he had a private conversation with Weston, asking what he planned to do next. If Weston wanted to leave this sea of mist, Matthew was willing to take him and his people along. But Weston declined. He had decided to stay on the island.
Matthew didn't push the matter. After all, the island was virtually defenseless now. If any unknown vessel wandered in, it could trigger a repeat of the Bloodfin Gang incident. Having Weston and his people remain was at least some form of protection.
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