Don't you dare die

"Can we disobey that order?" one of the seven people around the room asked.

"We can't. You haven't met them, and you have no idea how scary they are," someone a few places away said.

The table used to have nineteen people. But now, they were reduced to seven. They had lost six people in the mansion, one returned with some news, but they couldn't get information about their people. It looks like they have perished. They can't even find their comrade's remains.

The one to return from the mansion was sitting at the table. She was silent and didn't dare say anything. She had a strange feeling but didn't know where it came from or why.

The strongest person was sitting at the head of the table. He was looking at the people sitting and arguing around the table indifferently.