Falling and Loosing

Ambai walked back into the bridge, glancing at the many controls there. "Viden, how long it will take us if we try to take the long way to avoid the costal guards?"

"A month....at worse. We might run out of supplies by then." he tapped the pen on the table. "Communication centre reroute the strategic location for restocking."

{'on it mister Viden.'}

The screen lowered, and it showed them a map of the unchartered land, plus the route they might have to take to avoid the coastal guards.

{'We will be running out of supplies t minus five days. Please restock at Kirin port," she rerouted them to the nearby smaller beach whist had a lax coastal security.

"Kirin port? who's the ender in control?" Ambai peered at it intently.

"That's might be elder Ruflan. He is known to raise thugs and ruffians. So most of the security details there are lax but... but if we end up getting caught, we will definitely be eaten. For sure." Viden tapped the table faster.