Ales watched his crew members as they planned together. "If you're thinking of going along with his idea, better get ready now." Moggle Mog's puffy face loomed ever closer. It was focused on reaching the Temple of Fire, perhaps it hadn't noticed the airship, but it would only be a manner of time before it did.
"I'll turning the ship behind it's head! Get ready!"
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"I'll turning the ship behind it's head! Get ready!"