Tower of God: The Flower of Earth (Slow Updates)

Chapter Twelve

"Kal you alright?" I looked at her as she looked green.

She weakly gave me two thumbs up and whimpered, putting her head overboard again and puked again.

"You have motion sickness?"

She nodded again, and puked.

I gently rubbed her back, comforting her, and looked around the scene.

The brilliant blue ocean  reflected the sun, as fish jumped out of the water. The cloudy blue sky kept us from getting burnt from the sun, while it was still warm, and the water was cool.

Mercy was sleeping below deck, as Noe took control steering.

"I see a storm up ahead..." Ewart raced up to her, pointing to the dark clouds.

Noe looked around, trying to see if there was a way that we could go around it. "Crap, nothing." She looked around, but found nothing. "Get Mercy and Dustin from under deck, I think Heungsim is going to attack, or that storm is going to affect us, badly." She told Ewart, worried.

"Got it. I'll be right back." He raced down to the bottom of the ship.

I looked at the dark brooding clouds and sighed, worried on how the ship would hold out. Yes, it was sturdy, but it most likely survived thousands of voyages, maybe millions or billions.  It could be withering away slowly.

I grabbed a rope for the sail, and pulled on it, folding it up, as Jeonsa tied it tightly up there, so we didn't lose it.

"Edric! Turn the ship to slow down! Dustin, take down the secondary sails." Noe ordered, turning the wheel to go to the least darkened area from the clouds.

They did the job as needed, while I looked at the the clouds worried. "Who is staying on board and who is going below deck?" I asked the others.

"I'll stay up here. Noe? Jeonsa? Want to join me?" Dustin asked them, hoping that they would stay up with him.

"Sure." Noe smiled, and looked at her long white haired friend. "The three of us can keep watch together!"

I nodded and followed the others on down below deck.

Taking the hammocks, I slipped into mine, ready  to get some good night sleep, hopefully.

Jeonsa was watching for any sign of the ranker, while Noe steered, and Dustin kept an eye on the bow.

"So, how do your bracelets work?" Jeonsa asked Dustin, looking at the two silver bands around his wrists.

"Oh, well, I need both of them, and I just imagine that I want Ironwood in my hands. How big I want it, how long, all that stuff."

"Ironwood?" She asked confused tilting her head as her bright silver eyes glimmered.

"Oh, yeah, that is what it is called!" He summoned it as the bracelets glowed, the scythe glowing and forming into his hands.  "Here, pretty cool, huh?" He smiled, showing her.

"It is interesting. Would you like to see my sword?" She offered, a bit of excitement in her voice, something rare, and that she was learning.

"Yeah, I would love to!" He grinned, glad that she was opening up to him, as she took the double bladed sword out.

"This is Oblivion."

He looked at the beauty. One blade was longer than another, the shorter one thicker than the other. It was simple, but had a good grip and a tang.

"Woah, can I hold it?"

"Can I hold Ironwood?" She asked, tilting her head curiously.

"Sure!" He handed it over, as she held it with ease, and handed over Oblivion, as he grabbed it and dropped it, the sword weighing maybe 80 pounds or so. "How do you lift this thing?!" He shouted, confused.