Sariant Medic Leopold limps around the ship on his sprained ankle, tending to the wounded and dying. The constant waves of monsters attacking and boarding the ship had taken their toll on the brothers and sisters and civilians aboard, but the ship withstood their attacks, and the people onboard fought fiercely to slay the attackers, which materialized out of thin air, as if from the gods. In the aftermath of the attacks after the coast quieted down, the men worked tirelessly to repair the ship damage and reforge armor and weapons.
Gathered together on the top deck as the ship once again starts to sail, the stalwart group of Sariants, random civilians, and recruits look towards the horizon as the next step in their journey begins.