The kraken's body crumbled while its many tentacles dropped back into the seawater below. I deactivated my style, as did everyone else. Tael and I high-fived as we usually do after a style synchro, and then I promptly sat back down on the box I had previously been sitting on.
Sparkles-san began casting the "Fix" spell which, as the name suggests, fixes things. Depending on the amount of mana he uses he can allegedly repair either small or enormous things. It appears as if he wasn't blowing hot air after all since the boat was being put back together at an alarming rate.
I turned my gaze to Onii-san. That one crewmate was still looking after him like a babysitter. I wanted to laugh, but I know for a fact that if I did it would make everything worse. The look on his face alone is enough to tell me exactly that.
Actually… Now that I'm looking a bit more, he doesn't just seem upset.
We're off the boat and it didn't take 9 years! Take THAT Berserk!
Anyways, we're here. It's a weird place that will be expanded upon. I may or may not be taking a bit of inspiration from Ba-sing-se from Avatar.
Catch you on the flip side!