[Hector shakes his head. They’re both too shaken to really be fully present in the preparations, but it’s fine. Hector knows what he’s doing on a boat, and he has his enchanted compass to guide his way.
He lowers himself and Cesar into the boat; his devil-bird circles above like a harbinger of his approaching doom. The Kraken has withdraw into the depths, safer than the rest of them by far.]
I’m not going to look which direction you sail off to. I’ll assume it’s south.
[That’s the best he can do by way of giving Alucard a head start. The boat is lowered into the water and Hector mimics the control mechanisms Alucard had demonstrated. No ‘goodbyes’ or ‘good lucks’, just a swift departure without looking back.]
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He lowers himself and Cesar into the boat; his devil-bird circles above like a harbinger of his approaching doom. The Kraken has withdraw into the depths, safer than the rest of them by far.]
I’m not going to look which direction you sail off to. I’ll assume it’s south.
[That’s the best he can do by way of giving Alucard a head start. The boat is lowered into the water and Hector mimics the control mechanisms Alucard had demonstrated. No ‘goodbyes’ or ‘good lucks’, just a swift departure without looking back.]