Seiya watched with an unreadable expression, detached from their grief. He couldn't understand why they all mourned so deeply over a single person's death.
{Oh, Suhei… sniff… Suhei…} Ibyu's voice trembled in his mind.
Seiya's brows twitched in irritation, his expression subtly shifting to one of exasperation—don't be so dramatic.
Meanwhile, Eiro, having finished extracting their tracking devices, stepped out of the safe room, his pace unhurried—until the scene before him brought him to an abrupt halt. He couldn't help but doubt his own eyes as he stared in disbelief.
He had thought the power abruptly going off was part of the wicked games of the staff members here, not bothering along with the others, to stop executing their plans. Despite hearing solid tremors and tremblings, he hadn't anticipated what was in front of him.