"We need to set off, now!" Ravus moved from Aryia's side and grabbed a sword from a dead guard, it felt weird in his hand. He began to cut the rope that tied them to the dock. It took him a while to chop even a quarter way through the rope; the blade was so dull compared to Moonslight. Ravus took a breath and dropped the sword into the water. He wasn't sure how much energy he had left, but whatever he had, he was putting it into one last forcepush.<br/><br/>"I'll be back, Isaac, I swear it..." he mumbled, shutting his eyes, concentrating on the energy flowing into his hands. His entire body tensed and he unleashed the wave of energy out behind the boat. The ship lurched forward as Ravus was launched back, the boat tearing away from the port, taking part of the dock with it.<br/><br/>Ravus sat up against the side of the boat breathing heavily, "Where are we going ... anyways?" Ravus was out of breath, his entire body trembling, his vision tunneling. That was the most powerful magic he had ever cast, and it was much too taxing on him.