The hovering car had already veered completely away from the main road, still moving forward at a steady speed. Then, as the magnificent buildings of the City of Seven Seas slowly vanished beneath the horizon, a small island hidden in the night appeared in Miss Frederica Wilbart's field of vision.
However, what truly stirred Frey wasn't the island itself, but the cold, hard outline dominating the skyline of that tiny stretch of land. It was a very tall tidal tower, though it had been abandoned long ago. During the Alliance's homeworld era, and even in the early days of the Great Age of Exploration, it collected energy through the spiritual sea winds and tides of Nefy, supplying nearby cities and factories. In that romantic age of pioneering advancement, it was cutting-edge technology.
Needless to say, beneath the tidal tower stood a factory that filled the island's surface and mountains. Yet it had been abandoned for a very long time, resembling an ancient city forgotten by time.
The howling sea wind carried the salty dampness to the wall surrounding the island, as if constantly coating the island in layers of time. The wall seemed to be made of some special material. Even after enduring the washing of history, it showed no rust, but it had ultimately lost its luster and was now covered in vines and moss.
The salty wind was blocked by the outer wall, then echoed back through the gaps between the vines, becoming a series of booming roars, as if an ancient giant were howling across the wilderness.
Occasionally, a few seabirds flew past. But perhaps, with the towering tidal tower combined with the echoes of the sea wind, it truly resembled some mighty giant, and they became even more afraid to land. They merely left behind a