John gazed around the interior of the flying ship as it sped along. It was incredibly luxurious, far more so than any other ship he had been in thus far. The ship had several floors, while the very middle was an empty atrium all the way to the top. Each floor had dozens of rooms, making it so that each disciple would be able to have their own room.
The trip was expected to last for nearly a month, and so such a thing was more than appreciated. In the front of the ship was a dining hall, which was attended to by kitchen staff at all times. A crew of Elder's piloted the ship, ensuring it was always under the control of an expert. There were even other luxuries, such as libraries, spas, and observation decks.
John couldn't help but marvel at the ship, his mouth slightly agape.