Say goodbye for now.

You, Tom, and Eva, observed by Mole, carefully lower the ship back down to the sea, and the Silver Hunters prepare to leave.

The rest of her crew returns to the Kunzite Kraken while Captain Silver remains, saluting with two fingers from her forehead. She rests a boot up on the boarding plank to leave. Though before she does, she plucks the tricorn hat from atop her head with her metallic hand, allowing her long, curly, pale pink hair to flow freely in the ocean breeze. In her other hand is a small, rolled up piece of parchment. "Take this, Captain Kyle," she says while offering the scroll for you to snatch.

You accept the gift. "What is it?" you ask.

"A map that should take you to where we'll be staying for awhile. If we aren't there at the time, just wait a day or so. That is, if you're still willing to help us with Thunderbeard. Take your time, but not too long. The tides are ever-changing, love. You never know where you'll find us next."

"We are willing," Vyzia states bluntly in your behalf. She looks to you expectantly.

"Yeah. You can count on us," you respond. "Hopefully in a fully refurbished airship. That oughta show him. We'll show up to attack in his own old boat."

"And I won't fail to kill him again."

"It's been wonderful!" Captain Silver shouts. She once again places her hat back on her head. "I hope we meet again sooner than later. You and your people are fascinating, Kyle. True free spirits. Something tells me you're stronger than you look... Ah. Of course, you look plenty strong as well, love. Anyway, it's time for us to part ways for the time being. Have a safe trip."

"Thanks again for helping us out," you say. "We were already sinking, and when we saw your ship, we thought for sure it was pirates. I feel like we owe you something."

"Yarr, well we don't be pirates, we do like plundering booty."

A voice calls from her ship. "You've got plenty already, Captain!"

She turns and pulls her cape aside like a curtain. Your eyes are immediately drawn to her amazing ass--round perky cheeks, firmly squeezed by a tight pair of pants. She flexes them briefly and comments, "I suppose I do," before allowing the cape to once again block it from view. She smirks at you and raises a hand in parting before stepping her hefty boots down along the boarding plank. "As for owing me, just show up with a sparkle in your eyes and a sword in your hand, and get ready to kick some butt."

After she departs, the planks are pulled in. Their mighty vessel creaks as the robotic tentacles upon both sides curl inward, and the sails upon her mighty pale masts unfurl into massive clouds of decorated fabric. As the wheel is spun, it slowly turns starboard and eventually away to the opposite direction you'll be heading. You and your crew watch as the Silver Hunters sail towards the horizon. You're left with a newly repaired airship. At last, it's time to travel home, now with some new allies at your side.

Now it's mostly Thomas who pulls and pushes levers and turns the wheel, and while it's a bumpy start, the ship once again lifts slowly into the sky, even higher than before. Eva waits for her turn impatiently. The sea rushes down off the hull like a waterfall to crash against the surface below, which is now a few dozen feet away. Then a hundred. You and the others peer off the vessel's side to the waves so far beneath them. The sails fill with a mighty wind, and before you know it, you're traversing the skyline. The air almost feels more fresh this high up. There is no more salty mist spraying up the sides, nor does the rocking feel the same. It isn't as if it's suddenly a perfectly smooth ride, though it no longer bobs up and down in the water. It's a sea of clouds now.

"We must think of a name eventually," Amara speaks up. "For the ship I mean."

"True. I'll sit on that one for a bit," you reply.

Up at the bow, Niki has climbed up to where the figurehead would be. She raises up her arms and flutters shut her eyes, allowing the mighty wind to caress her body. "Aah, this is amazing!"

A flustered Eva isn't far behind her. "N-Niki, you're gonna fall!"

"I'll be fi--" she begins to say, though as she turns, she begins to flail her arms wildly. Thankfully, she catches her footing just in time. "I'll be fine," she finishes.