The Story of the Wind Wanderer
Trying #107

Still struggling with the storm, the large yacht boarded by Altezza continues to try to get out of the storm mid-ocean. The captain of the ship continued to steer his ship towards the Eastern Continent with only memory because the compass did not work in the midst of the storm. The North needle and pointer on the compass on his ship kept spinning without any clarity.

The adventurers who were passengers of the ship helped the sailors in maintaining the sails, including Altezza. A wave of umpteenth time came, hitting from the front of the ship, and a great shock had occurred. Altezza crashed to the edge of the ship quite hard. Not only himself, but some sailors and other adventurers are also like that.

The lightning came back blaring, deafening. A flash of blue light branched past the darkness of the clouds, and snatched into the surface of the sea that looked wrathful. Altezza's attention was directed towards the flash of light that could be seen clearly from the side of the ship. When the lightning bolt appeared, both of his black eyes sliced up watching the silhouette of a large fish leaping from the water and drifting between the tidal wave and the heavy rain.

As if I was struck by magic. Altezza was stunned when he watched the top of the silhouette, which was shaped like a human head with very long hair, and both hands that looked raised upwards. Not so clear, everything happened so fast, the creature was swallowed back by the waves before then followed by the sound of thunderous lightning that again broke Altezza from his reverie.

"Hey, don't let your guard down! You can crash into the sea if you're off-guard" said a blond male wanderer who had helped him.

Altezza again helped the sailors to tie a large rope to a pole on the edge of the ship. Along with the blond man, he said, "I saw something strange between the waves."

"The ocean is a place with a lot of weirdness in it, so don't be too ignored or we'll drown!" sahut the blond male traveler with a high enough intonation like yelling-must be like that because the sound of the storm is much louder even will easily harbour the voice of anyone who speaks.

Everyone on board seemed to be working hard trying to get out of the storm alive or safe. Not only are they on the main deck of the ship, but many sailors also play an important role and work inside the hull. Those inside continued to repair the ship because it was hit by the waves very hard, as well as working together to drain the stagnant water in the hull. The captain continued to hold the helm of the ship that was difficult to control, and kept trying to keep the ship in the right direction according to memory.

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Inside the extremely cold vacuum, Aurora sat on the floor and leaned against the hard wall with a look of despair. There was no more power in him, everything had been forcibly taken by Asta. Plus the entire room was limited or shrouded by a magic barrier that would definitely not be able to be destroyed or penetrated with just ordinary physical strength.

Realized because the more he panicked the depletion of oxygen in the room. Aurora sat back down, and tried to calm herself down. Sweat began to wet his body, even though the room was cold, but the fear and panic that was inside him made him sweat and feel quite hot. His chest lifted several times as he tried to catch his breath, and it felt not the air he breathed.

No, he could do nothing but ask for help. Aurora rattled closer to the tightly locked wooden door of the room, and tried to bang on the door with all her might while shouting, "please! Please, I can't breathe!!"

But there was no answer or response, there seemed to be no demons standing guard at the door of his room. Slowly Aurora's body was not strong enough to stand up, the white-haired girl grew limp and sat back down on the cold floor with her head bowed against the door in front of her.

"I ...*uhuk* me .. can't breathe" Aurora said with a very weak intonation.

The white-haired girl tried many times to pull the doorknob, but did not keep it open. His gaze was slowly blurry, and his legs felt unable to move. Aurora kept trying to scream for help because she couldn't breathe. But no one heard it, nor cared for its existence.

"Please ... I .. whoever it is .. please ...!" aurora's last groan, before finally ....

UK ...!!

Instantly, the body of the white-haired girl fell, lying and drooping very limp on the floor in an unconscious state. Both of Aurora's eyes were closed, with her breathing slowly disappearing as her heart rate and pulse slowed.