The moment the ship set sail, the wood creaked loudly as if it was sluggishly trying to resume activity after not being moved for years. The ship swayed left and right before it balanced itself on the water and started cutting its way through the divine river.
Arthur stood near the edge, looking down at the ship's outer layer, making sure no cracks or damages were there. His worry was that the lower part of the ship was the one with the most damage due to its constant contact with water.
However, luckily for them, the ship was as intact as it could be and there was no threat of it breaking down.
Slowly, the ship moved down the stream, unperturbed by the strong wind as the water gently carried it toward its destination.
"Keep an eye on our surroundings and tell me if you notice anything weird. I don't care if it's the most insignificant thing, we have to stay focused and ready for anything. These next few hours will be crucial."
"Yes!"
