WHOOOOOOO! The Narwhal's horn was piercingly shrill, yet there was a note of excitement in its sound, as if it were thrilled to be heading out to sea again.
The dock wasn't home to just the Narwhal; several Navy warships from Hope Island were also prepped and ready to depart. Soldiers in light blue uniforms boarded the ships in single file along the gangways.
If Charles wanted to find the lost Mechanical Heart technology in the ruins of British Island, he couldn't do it alone. After all, he was dealing with an entire island. The fleet brought along plenty of combat engineers and some clearance machinery, all intended to clear the ruins and search for their target.
Other Narwhal crew members arrived to board as well, but just as they excitedly headed for the ship, Charles stopped them. "You're not part of this mission. Head back to the island. Whatever you were doing yesterday, just keep doing it."
