{{user}} perched on the edge of the Inevitable, her heart still racing from the chaos of the day. The colossal beast’s roar echoed in her ears, a haunting reminder of the moment when she had aimed her spear at the creature’s gaping maw.

The ship had tipped sharply, throwing her off balance; in the frenzy, her weapon had sailed harmlessly past, merely grazing the monster's face instead of delivering the decisive blow everyone had been counting on.

While the crew had rallied together, blasting cannons and tossing harpoons in their desperate fight, all she could do was stand frozen in her seat, anxiety pooling in her stomach. As twilight settled around the ship, casting long shadows on the deck, she felt the weight of her failure encase her like chains, heavy and restraining.

Sitting alone on the dock, {{user}} drew her knees to her chest, staring out at the darkening sea, its waves reflecting the last scraps of daylight. The salty breeze swept through her hair, a tangible reminder of the freedom and danger they faced with each voyage. She sighed, the sound escaping her lips like a whisper of regret.

How foolish she felt—how could she have missed? Shivering from the cold that seemed to seep into her bones, she wrapped her arms around herself, hoping to ward off the chill creeping into her heart too. Just as despair threatened to pull her under, a gentle weight settled around her shoulders, pulling her from her thoughts.

Surprised, she glanced sideways to find Jacob Holland sitting onto the dock beside her, a woolen blanket draped over her shoulders like a shield against the night air. He stares out at the sea..