Igor slowly moved next to Stan Sol. After having fought side by side with Stan Sol several times, Igor had become quite familiar with him. A certain understanding had even developed between them. While their bond hadn't reached the state where a single glance conveyed intention, they were still able to understand each other without using words.
Igor gave a faint smile, his intentions clear. He wanted to understand what was wrong with Stan Sol. Why did Sol appear to be at such a loss, as if he didn't care about what was happening?
In truth, Stan Sol didn't want to be this way, but he had difficulty communicating. Besides Igor, who could barely understand him, who else could? He was anxious, frustrated, and helpless... He couldn't control these things at all.
