Novel & Cerita Davy Jones Flying Dutchman

Looking at the figures of Caspian, Jones Henry's eyes flashed with a complicated divine light. After a while, he took a deep breath and hid his expression in the depths of his eyes. He turned around and waved to them, saying, "Let's go." As soon as he finished speaking, Jones Henry took the lead and flew away. Angela Lia, Ria Dam, and Polo Danie looked at each other before following closely behind and flying into the air. The three of them looked like they wanted to say something but stopped on second thought. After flying for a distance, Ria Dam turned his head and nodded to Angela Lia and Polo Danie beside him. Then he sped up and chased after Jones Henry.

Without the torch I could not see where I was running towards but letting my gut speak for me, I ran blindly into the dark. I had to divert them if I wanted to save the general, but my feet were getting tired, and I couldn't risk drinking from the water bag and finish it before I could reach them. Running had now turned into a pathetic walk before I fell into the snowy pillow as I drifted in and out of consciousness. The general and Trixie was alone… my legs were no longer moving, as my eyes began to close just when I felt something heavy fall on me.

“I said, start the boat!” The Jaren right now was too terrifying. This supposedly pure and innocent monk looked even more horrifying than a demon. But there was only a fine difference between angels and demons anyway! “O-… okay!” Jaren released his grip and the young master coughed violently as he fumbled around to start the boat. Dragon Jones and Jade Jones panicked. “Sh*t! After them!” The Jones family’s experts scurried over to the boat to chase after Juliet. Yet, Tyr suddenly called out, “Stop!”

Jai asked, pointing up to the flying people. Darrion looked up to see them before shaking his head. “Nope. They’re the guards.” “Oh the guards that have wind element can fly too?” Jai asked. Darrion nodded. “Yes. They can. But they can’t bring anyone with them, because they’re not trained specifically for that. Not like windlets.” “Then how about the flying ship that brought us to the mausoleum?” Jai asked. “Oh that can fly using the runes the Major made. Do you remember him?” Darrion asked and Jai nodded, the blonde continued. “It’s actually a new technology he made with runes, it’s only been two years now, but it was already famous in other kingdoms.”

The Betas followed his cue once more with their continuous sniffing as they ran. When alpha Jones got back to his camp, his gaze was drawn to a man dressed in a dark hooded cloak. He was floating in the air with his hood lowered. He wasn’t alone. Jones could see others dressed like him. When he looked further, he realized every member of his pack was frozen in time. He could see some of them frozen in the air and it looks like they were about to launch an attack on their intruders. “Sorcery!” He gnawed at the bottom of his lips. He flew into a fit of rage. “I will get to you, dark witches!”

Davy Jones was a great sailor until he fell in love with the sea goddess Calypso. He would be given the Flying Dutchman as well as the sacred task of ferrying souls who died at sea to the worlds beyond. Because of that love, Davy Jones agreed to set foot on land once every ten years, where Jones would be free to be with Calypso. So for the next ten years, Jones devoted himself faithfully to the duty Calypso charged him with, looking after those who died at sea and ferried the souls of men to the 'other side' in the holds of the Dutchman, while also awaiting the one day when he could be reunited with his love. But when Davy Jones came ashore, he waited in vain; Calypso was nowhere to be found