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With each passing visit to Luluhawa, Tōga found himself losing count of the numerous times he had set foot on the island's shores. This time, however, he had forgone his usual means of transportation, opting instead to embark on a ferry from a distant land. The decision to take a more leisurely approach to his journey was driven by the unsettling rumors that had reached his ears, compelling the Rune Knight to return to an island he had grown so fond of over the months. While the temptation to simply bask in the sun's warm embrace and sink into the soft sands of the beach was strong, Tōga knew he had a duty to uncover the truth behind the whispers that had brought him here. More importantly, he hungered for a piece of information that had eluded him for years, a quest that had consumed his thoughts and driven his actions.
At least, that had been his plan before he set foot on the ferry.
"Arghhh! My stomach! My eyes! Everything's spinning, Ooowwoww!" Tōga moaned, his body sprawled across the damp, wooden floor as he rocked back and forth in agony. Despite his recent promotion to the rank of colonel and his tireless efforts to push the boundaries of his dragon slayer magic, Tōga remained a student and child of a dragon, and with that heritage came the ever-present specter of motion sickness. His stomach churned violently, twisting and tightening with each sway of the small ship as it navigated the vast expanse of the ocean. Tōga's cheeks took on a sickly green hue, while his forehead glistened with a sheen of purplish sweat, a testament to the sickness that had taken hold of him, attacking the very core of his being.