Wheeling Gull Isle Roll out the drums of war

Personally Kaname hated swimming, but it was a means to an end in order to reach Wheeling Gull Isle. Swimming in saltwater was worse than in most rivers or lakes, because the sea was always moving, with currents and deadly riptides. But the invaders made it to the Isle alright it seemed. As the Gamma pulled himself onto the sand, he coughed up some water that reached his throat and shook himself vigourously.

He smirked maliciously back at Jinx when she smiled at them all. Pathetic fools. He would enjoy drowning them in their own blood. Or in the ocean, if it came to that. The orange-eyed alpha beckoned them into the interior of the island, and he followed without hesitation. This is what he lived for.