"..."
Within the darkness of the shadows, a man slowly floated in the eternity of time with his eyes closed. Tired, exhausted and highly fatigue, this man had neither the will nor energy to move an inch—letting only the flow of the atmosphere push him.
"..."
Though, even with the weary demeanour, his senses were still intact. Thus, even if he seemed to be in deep sleep, he could still hear the little voices by the distance that had been murmuring out for quite a while.
"Ugh... When will they wake up?" From among the distinct voices that he could hear, the young man had been subconsciously paying attention to a distinct voice that had been extremely loud the entire time. "It's already been six hours!"
"...I guess they overexerted themselves to the point of this?" Another voice replied, though soft-spoken. "We should wait a bit more. Though... I do wish I could understand what that slime was saying before he abruptly left."