Alva had already crossed to the Isle of Spires, leading to a long ocean journey marked by rough seas and a dramatic shift from day to stormy night. The arrival at sunrise set the stage for an inland trek through a beautiful but dangerous island, where stealth once again became necessary.
I finally arrived at the beach where I expected to find Alva, but the welcoming committee was far more dangerous than I anticipated. A massive Slaughterspine was patrolling the sands. I kept my distance, watching the mechanical titan roam the shoreline as I looked for a way around.
After some careful scouting, I spotted a small boat abandoned on the shore. It was clear that Alva wasn't here because she had already crossed the sea to the Isle of Spires. I stepped up to the vessel, and Aloy began the heavy work of pushing it through the sand and into the surf.
I was prepared to settle in for a long session of rowing, but once we hit the water, the journey took over in a sweeping cinematic. The weather didn't stay clear for long. The ocean waves grew rough and unpredictable, tossing the small boat as Aloy fought to keep us on course.
The cinematic transition was incredible. Time passed as we crossed the Great Ocean, and the day bled into a dark, stormy night. By the time the silhouette of the island finally appeared on the horizon, the waves were hitting the hull with incredible force.
Just as we reached the shallow waters near the island's shore, the sun began to break over the horizon. The timing was perfect; the sunrise painted the entire atmosphere in a vibrant, fiery orange.
Aloy hopped out into the knee-deep water and pulled the boat onto the beach. She made sure to pull it far up onto the sand so the rising tide wouldn't wash it back out to sea.
I began the trek inland to find Alva. The path led me across several ancient, man-made bridges that spanned the lush jungle. I had to stop a few times just to take in the views. The island is a paradise of waterfalls and overgrown greenery, even if it is filled with danger.
The peace didn't last long. I spotted a group of machines blocking the path ahead. I dropped into some tall grass to stay hidden and began to line up a shot. I struck one of the wild machines, and I watched as it went into a high-alert state, searching around for the source of the attack while I remained a shadow in the brush.
The next post will be coming soon. Screenshots are my take from the game and I took the game logo that I used on the thumbnail picture from online.
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