"So...You mean this Malkut island...Should not exist..?"

The Captain of the ship asked Fausto, a bit scared yet curious about what this treasure hunters were looking for in the island.

"Let's just say no one has seen the island in...2000 years, maybe?"

Fausto said with a smirk and his arms crossed as he looked through the window, he could only see the sea but knew they were going in the correct direction.

Kile sat on a chair with her feet propped up on the railing. She had some goggles pulled down over her eyes, they also doubled as her sunglasses as well as eye protection from any dangers she may face.