That sinking feeling

Mallas wandered along the harbor, half not knowing what he was going to expect apart from a big ruddy pile of rusted up ship pieces that were everywhere. There was danger, but Eliza had been taken down but there was that rest of the organization he had to defeat in order to have any peace of mind.

He slumped down, soaking up the heat and closed his eyes. Maybe someone would come along and block it, so for now, he simply went ahead and enjoyed the sun whilst it was still out.