Chapter 82. Whirlpool

Chapter 82. Whirlpool

As the boat sailed into the ocean, Orion looked at the inside of the boat and thought of something.

'If we are going to that mountain, then why are we going in a boat?'

From the moment they had climbed the boat, he had this question. He had thought previously that maybe they would go around the land and climb the mountain from other sides, but the boat didn't go around the mountain; instead, it set sail in the opposite direction of the mountain.

This made him wonder if the guard was lying to them when he said he would want them to go to the mountain.

"You kids!" the man shouted at them. "Listen to me."

Hearing him, Orion came to his senses and turned to look at the one who called out to them.

"Tightly hold the boat, lest you fall, and we will lose some manpower." The man warned them with a sneer on his face. "Now go to that cabin and don't come out if I don't say so." He pointed at the cabin in the middle of a boat.

It was a large cabin, and it should be able to hold all the kids effectively.

"Now go!" the man shouted impatiently.

Orion and the others didn't think much and headed to the cabin. Reaching there, they opened the door to it and went in.

Inside the cabin, there were nothing but chairs lined up, and seeing that, Orion felt there would be around a hundred chairs, if not more.

At that moment, the kids from the other group didn't hesitate and sat down on those chairs.

Watching them, Orion also went to one of the chairs and sat down peacefully, followed by his group.

For a moment, nobody talked in the cabin, and a very tense silence ensued. Orion didn't care about any of that and opened his status. Nôv(el)B\\jnn

'Status.'

[Name: Orion Darkwood]

[Rank: Bronze]

[Talent: Copy Curse: 9%]

[Curse: Null Body, Electrostatic Disruption, Dimensional Dissonance, Velocity Burst, Sacrificial Renewal, Burdened Gravity, Frozen Torment, Detonating Flesh, Shattered Precision, Unbridled Fury, Unyielding Encasement, Energy Overload, Equilibrium, Constant Pull]

[Strength: 12]

[Stamina 11]

"Don't worry," she said, smiling. "I will not let anything happen to you."

Orion smiled as he heard her. He felt that the girl was really interesting.

Meanwhile, Famir and Ryfin were also smiling slyly from the sides. They felt that there must be something going on between them.

"And why would you do that?" Orion asked her. "It's not like you know me or anything."

Her face became sad all of a sudden as Orion posed the question.

"Because you remind me of a brother I had," she said, her face full of melancholy. "He looked just like you, and seeing you so serious, I couldn't help but come over to see you."

As Orion heard her, he understood the reason behind her stupid question.

"Well, I am not your brother," he said as he introduced himself. "I am Orion Darkwood."

"I am Lisa," she said, extending her hand. "It's nice to meet you."

Orion nodded as he shook hands with her.

"Look! What's that?"

At that moment, someone shouted.

Everyone in the cabin turned to see that a kid was pointing at the only window available in the room.

"Let's go see what it is," Orion said to Famir and Ryfin as he made his way towards the window.

Nearing the window, he saw that almost all the kids were looking at the window, trying to catch what the commotion was about.

Seeing that, Orion also went closer to the window, but he couldn't get too close because of the other kids gathered there. However, it was enough for him to see something in the distance.

But what he saw in the distance caused him to break out in a cold sweat.

He saw, just a short distance from the boat, a whirlpool spinning at an incredible speed. It wasn't an upward whirlpool but a downward one, sucking all the water into its vortex as it rotated.

What made Orion break out in a cold sweat was the size of the whirlpool—it was almost ten, if not fifteen, times larger than the boat he was on. To make matters worse, the boat seemed to be drifting towards it, oblivious to the impending danger.

'Are we again going to drown? Is it because of my sh*t luck?

He cursed his luck, fearing they would drown once again. Yet he couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. The immense size of the whirlpool should have been noticed by the others steering the boat. He couldn't comprehend why they hadn't taken any action. If they had simply altered course a little earlier, perhaps they could have avoided this predicament altogether.

But it was all hypothetical now; they hadn't done what needed to be done, and the boat continued its course straight towards the whirlpool, teetering on the brink of being swallowed at any moment.