It's the following araw since Proteus and his men have met Kida and her acquaintances. Now, they are getting ready to leave on a new ship that the people of Atlantis have donated for them. "Well," Proteus says as he finishes throwing a large chest full of sharp swords onto the deck of the ship. "That should be everything." He smiles. "Yeah but," One of the prince's men swings from a long rope from the mast of the boat. "How do we know where to go?" That was very true. No one had known how to get out of Atlantis. If they attempted to, they would be most likely to get lost. "I think I may help."...
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