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... he capital of Sourna. Arthur was bored since such a distance could be shortened to a mere second with his runes. However, pirates had their way.

"If you don't bridge the ocean by your own hands, then why would you become a pirate?" laughed the pirate who suggested visiting Sourna for information about Deluge.

Arthur did not understand the thrills of the ocean at first, but he got a taste of it when the ship suddenly began to rise. The pirates panicked as Arthur jumped over the fi ...

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