The five of them came down from the cabins. Everyone except Sharron had changed into clothes that allowed them to move freely. They left the White Agate and made their way into the port.
Damir Port, near the Rorsted Archipelago, was a colonial port of the Northern Continent. The Church and the Kingdom had a very tenuous hold over it, which was precisely why it had become a paradise for pirates and adventurers.
Put simply, it was a "lawless land."
Klein cast an unobtrusive glance over his companions and reminded them calmly, "Be careful once we're ashore. A lot of the people here are different from those you've met before. They may not have Beyonder abilities, but many of them are desperate outlaws."
At this point, Klein paused and deliberately added, "Even Beyonders have trouble holding out against large numbers of firearms."
Compared with a Beyonder characteristic, a pistol was far easier to obtain. For Beyonders below mid-sequence, bullets were still deadly enough.
Klein had deliberately brought this up mainly to warn Audrey and Emlyn. Compared with the others, those two clearly had no experience with close-quarters combat.
Audrey gave no immediate answer, merely nodding gently to show that she understood. "I'll stay with you."
Beside her, Emlyn raised his eyebrows slightly and coughed, drawing everyone's attention. "I'll be careful. I need to get some blood plasma first-you know, if I go too long without replenishing my blood, I'll gradually start craving it."
"All right. Stay safe." Lumian-na offered the considerate remark in passing, then walked down from the cabins, humming.
Watching the four of them move farther and farther away, Emlyn inexplicably felt as though he had been abandoned. He muttered, "Why does everyone get so halfhearted when it's my turn...?"
He soon put that thought aside, however, and