Compared to the dark and oppressive environment of the maze island in the first round, the stage of the second round was much wider and well-lit. There wasn't anything like a maze that partitioned its space, which fully gave the sense that there was freedom and a sense of release.
"Oh, that's light! Oh, that's water!"
By the coast, Marni was exclaiming loudly at the sights before him and the crystalline seas nearby. However, his enthusiasm soon left him as he pursed his lips in disinterest, holding even slight disdain. "What the heck, isn't this the fishmen island?"
"Fishmen island?" Gerald, who was grouped with Marni for now repeated the term. "You know this place, Mister Marni?"
"Yes, it's a hunting grounds for us Players." Marni nodded grimly. "Even if I didn't visit this place too many times, I remember this landscape well."