Time flew by quickly.
In the blink of an eye, night had already fallen.
For those deep in the labyrinth, out of sight of the sun, whether night falls or not is completely irrelevant, but for the support group remaining on the surface, waiting for the advance team to return, it is a situation enough to make them anxious.
Thus, the members of Loki's Familia's support group, waiting vigilantly at the entrance of the man-made labyrinth, have started to feel uneasy and gradually began whispering among themselves.
"...Revilia, what do you think?"
Loki, who had been staring at the entrance of the man-made labyrinth and saw no movement as darkness fell, suddenly spoke this sentence slowly.
Upon hearing this, Revilia, standing beside Loki, wore a solemn expression.
