We're both at fault

Villa came back to the group, the phonecall was one to her organization, and unfortunately no one but her could hear what is spoken.

"Helga has an island of her own, and getting there will be difficult" she said.

"Why?" Claire asked.

"Its somewhere deep in the pacific, we'll have to fly to South America and take a boat from there, but that part of the ocean is a mine field of ice, so it might either be our last trip, or a one way"

Skyler swallowed "One way? Last trip?"

"Well sink if we hit some of those bigger icebergs and according to my organization there's no docking space on that island, its a classic castle built on rocks, so if the ice don't sink us the rocks will, and to make matters worse if we manage to safely make it to the island its almost guaranteed the boat will sink, a storm conjured by magic constantly rages there, they even called the island shipwreck rock, fuck knows what Helga calls it"

Skyler suddenly felt like she bit off more than