Mikkish got up on the railing and hopped off, but as he landed on his feet he slipped on some mud and landed on his ass.

"Alright listen up. Nobody wander off" Called the captain, who was now, for some reason, holding what looked like a tommy gun that was worn with age, an appearance that matched the captains "This is a dangerous forest. There are crack dens and cultists in various areas. Even the wildlife is more dangerous than from where any of you are likely from because of the large amount of awakened mages on this island. One of us might even fall into a cursed trap if hes not careful. Point is not to scare anyone. Point is, don't wander away from the group. We have healing magic and even basic medical knowledge. We also have guns, buff magic, and one of us even knows psionics."

And with that the group began to forge ahead, the sun finally beginning to rise and the hot temperatures and humidity finally noticeable without the ocean breeze cooling everyone down. Even the shade offered little help.

In the far distance, the faint sound of machine gun fire could be heard. But more alarming, just as Mikkish was noticing the gunfire, a large shadow cast upon the group, as a large, reptilian, winged creature flew above everyone and then off towards the distant mountains.