"Are you saying Sòng Huáiyì cast some kind of witchcraft on us?" Marion crushed the empty beer can in her hand with a loud crack. "What about Arman? Did he just die like that?"
Reese found it hard to believe as well, but now that he thought about it, they had been drifting at sea for so long, yet he hadn't felt that anything was strange at all—even Mikhail, who had actual sailing experience, had been the same.
"What kind of sick joke is this? We’re all the way out here!" Marion checked their location and cursed.
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