Those lines lit the vessel against the night, making it look otherworldly and a little unnerving.
As the boat neared, its details became clearer. The hull was dark, almost blending with the night sea, except for the electric blue that seemed to outline its form and give it an energy that was hard to ignore.
Ty appreciated the craftsmanship. It looked old yet advanced, a strange combination that sparked a dozen questions about the technology of this world.
The boat glided over the water, making barely a sound. That quiet approach made it feel more like a phantom ship than a transport for Arena contenders.
Upon docking, the crew secured the vessel with ropes sturdier than any Ty had seen before. The gangplank lowered, inviting them aboard.
The lead guard's voice was firm, leaving no room for negotiation.
