Ricardo, Dima and Taras were going to the bow store, according to the captain's request, Dima would go to verify the ritual. Ricardo and Taras had to help him reconstruct the scene as it was originally before they arrived.

"Isn't it a bit late? The new schedules are hellish..." Ricardo complained, his hands were blistered even though he had worn gloves, working as a sailor was much more complicated than he thought.

"There are only 7 of us... If you want to survive in this sea, you have to earn the right with your own effort, the easy days are over, young man" Dima answered, as she took out the master key that would open the bow store.

"It seems that they killed a poor devil here last night, the hallway floor is full of blood... But there is nobody" Dima said with a sad face, looking at the scene in front of him and going to open the door.

"Yes, a pity…" Taras replied regretfully, though his mind was cursing the cheeky grandfather who even wasted his time talking about the murder.

The three entered through the door of the warehouse and when they arrived they noticed that everything was the same, but the drugs had disappeared, Ricardo and Taras planned to use them to guarantee their own survival, either exchanging favors or consuming themselves directly.

Dima approached Paulo's semi-naked corpse and began to undress him to fully see the pattern of the ritual, meanwhile he asked: `It seems that he hanged himself, and they didn't sacrifice him, did you see any farewell note for us? "

"No, I'm afraid he didn't leave anything, we also wanted to know the last words of our friend Paulo" Taras replied, ignoring the fact that he had kicked his corpse last night because of the anger he had.

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"He gave up meeting his daughters and didn't explain anything to us, how strange… Paulo wouldn't do that…" Dima murmured, a little worried.

'His obsession was death, or it was impossible for him to satisfy it...' Ricardo thought, looking at the corpse with sorrow.

"His body of his seems to have the language of the primordial era of the first king of the sea and is also dedicated to Poseidon... which is nonsense, the two things are nonsense, you know the wish?" Dima asked, as she turned the corpse over to see Paulo's forehead.

"No... But all the wishes were put in the mouth of the dead" Ricardo answered.

"It could be a way to force the deceased in the spirit world to deliver the message, or it could be a way to curse someone with that message. Putting the message with a dead person is used more in curses than wishes... but Poseidon is Poseidon, there is not a single god as capricious as him" Dima commented to his assistants. This process of deciphering rituals or curses could be complicated.

Dima opened Paulo's mouth, there was also a piece of paper inside, and he opened it. Dima fell to the ground suddenly, her pressure dropped suddenly, and she broke down, she almost fainted, from the ground she shakily muttered: "Impossible..."

Taras nudged Ricardo, as if to say: 'You see I'm not exaggerating'

But Ricardo interpreted it differently and went ahead to help the old man who had become ill, while he asked: "Are you okay, Dima?"

"Yes... Yes, it's quite strange, Poseidon heard it... The language, very strange... Too strange" Dima murmured words disconnected from each other, still somewhat affected.

Noticing the bad old man, Ricardo went to look for some boxes so that he could sit against the wall and breathe a little. Some time passed and Dima gradually calmed down, meanwhile she thought about the possibilities.

"Is it so weird?" Ricardo asked, hoping to get some information on the matter.

"I was a pirate for several years, young man, I traveled many seas, the sirens abhor this language, they hate it, if they discover any rumor of someone speaking this language, even a few measly words of the ancient language, the old sirens will send people to kill him, that's how weird... Not many can survive that, not to say that not even the lupins dare to investigate the language" Dima said, somewhat dismayed by the wish or curse.

"But you would just have to get away from the water..." Ricardo spoke, but before he could finish speaking, Dima interrupted him.