"Get the ropes," Isla said coldly as she stared at the ship. Her mind had already kicked into action to stop it as it was clearly going to pass the port if they didn't rope it down quickly.
"Huh?"
"I said, get the ropes. The ship won't stop on its own." After saying that, she stepped forward leaped in the air, and landed on top of the deck with ease.
"Wha- Hey wait a second, Miss! What do you mean-"
"Just get the ropes! We can talk later!"
The group then scattered to quickly get the ship to stop. They only had a few minutes before the entire thing passed the port and it became impossible to stop it again. Meanwhile, Isla ignored their panicked voices and looked around with a deep, dark frown on her face.
She had already felt it before she even landed on the ship and now she can confirm it with her own eyes.
"No one is on the ship." She muttered. "At least no one alive is."
