Army Of One
Warm and moist; the day began, with a huge yellow orb beaming above the sky as the water glistened underneath the sunlight. The Crescent Island had never been so occupied, people clutching onto the woods they had retrieved from the forest bustled about the land, some building up tents for themselves and their guild mates, whereas the rest were far out into the sea, enjoying the clear blue water and some merely basking under the sunlight. The Sabertooth guild master was in her royal purple bikini, the strings knotted securely over the small of her neck. A see-through white shirt over layered her swimsuit, partly exposing her feminine features of her body, her legs bare and naked. The piercing on her belly button jingled as the woman meandered across the sand, indigo pools gliding around the area restlessly. Chatters and laughter flooded the entire island, numerous tents enough for at least fifty people now raised up in an ordered row just on the shore. Drinks and liquor were on the far side of the tent, placed on a plastic table, a variety of meat roasted and grilled on the metal rack over an open fire. Plumes of smoke rose above the cooked meat and into the air, spreading distinctive scents among the masses of many. Tables and chairs carefully lined up, the utensils were neatly placed on the table, ready to serve food.
Upon becoming the first out of all the legal guilds, the Sabertooth guild master had dragged all her comrades out into the island to celebrate their victory. The Sabertooth mages had worked hard and she believed they should at least deserve a vacation trip. For a week’s time, the Crescent Island would be occupied with all the mages from Sabertooth and most likely, they would return home tanned and hopefully, big smiles etched across their lips. The warm water washed up ashore, soaking her feet wet before the tide carried away the sand along with the momentum of the sea. The gentle breeze caressed her rosy cheeks, whisking away her rose-coloured hair and the brim of her white cloth, revealing more of her skin. ”Don’t drown yourself, young lads!” Her hands cupped around her mouth, the woman yelled out, to a couple of people swimming far out in the sea, over the sound of the waves crashing onto the coast, as a soft chuckle escaped from her lips. The smell of roasted meat entered her nose and instinctively, her stomach produced a loud gurgle sound. A half day has not even passed, yet, she was starved to death.
On the other side of the tents was an area solely made for games, such as volleyball and other similar activities that the guild members would enjoy. Heck, they could even do fishing in the sea if they wish to and perhaps, they would even find a kraken or other strange types of aquatic animals. The sudden pain that jolted up her right leg caused her to groan slightly before she shifted her attention to the ground to see seashells sprawled on the beach. Upon seeing the shells, the idea of girls collecting them and making charming ornaments for themselves struck her mind. A couple of boats bobbed above the surface of the water. The vehicles were tied to a wooden piece that was being wedged into the thick sand so as to prevent them from being carried away by the tides that relentlessly wash towards the coast. The guild master had purchased boats so that they could travel out into the sea and do some activities such as, snorkelling and sea diving. The corner of her lips curved into a small smile in content, her thoughts running wild on how she would make this vacation an enjoyable moment for all her beloved guild mates.
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