"That aside," he said, trying not to think about how Saix spending a lot of quality time with Grimmjow would go. "How would we get there?"

It seemed like an obvious question, but nobody had asked. Pulse, as far as his limited knowledge took him, was a big continent out to the far east, floating above the sea and shrouded in Mist, even to this day. The magic that kept them afloat often affected Airships, so travel even to Jylland was awkward, with only a few ports providing safe landing points without the need for a Jagd-proof ship.

Pulse was unlikely to have any of those and if it did, nobody knew about it.