Across the boundless ocean, fierce winds whipped towering waves into surging layers. The pitch-black sea seemed to conceal endless dangers, and the wind and waves never rested for a moment.
A speedboat cut through the raging surf, its engine at full throttle as it raced toward the distant American Continent.
You, Nikki, and Yuzuriha held steady aboard the boat, never daring to let their guard down.
Fortunately, Ryusui had meticulously planned everything before their departure, devising an evasive route that skirted the surveillance coverage over the entire stretch of sea.
It saved them as much travel time as possible.
The sea heaved relentlessly, and the little boat rose and fell through towering waves, rocking violently.
The prolonged, high-speed battering at sea drained everyone. Unconcealable exhaustion showed on every face, and their bodies ached with fatigue.
After an indeterminate stretch of tedious, grueling travel, the speedboat finally steadied, leaving the turbulent waters behind and docking on the shore of the American Continent.
The boat abruptly stopped rocking. Their sense of balance, strained throughout the journey, relaxed at once, and the dizziness that had been building up came crashing back.
You could not hold on any longer.
He stumbled off the speedboat. The instant his feet touched solid ground, his legs buckled, and he collapsed heavily onto the sand, half sprawled on his stomach.
His stomach churned immediately, violent dry heaves surging into his throat. He doubled over, unable to stop gagging and convulsing.
His face was deathly pale, cold sweat beaded across his forehead, and he was too weak even to lift his head.
"This feels awful... I really can't take it anymore..."
Nikki was hardly doing better beside him. Deep weariness weighed on her features, and exhaustion showed plainly in her eyes.
Still, she gritted her teeth and kept herself