"I think so too. This kind of power doesn't seem to have much effect on these lunatics."
How much crazier could someone who's already lost their mind become?
016 was supporting 042. The fatigue after the battle, combined with the eerie pressure from the fog, caused 042 to be briefly disoriented. Although a Demon Hunter's mind wouldn't easily succumb to it, everything that followed was unknown, and 016 had to ensure the team remained stable.
"What exactly is it about this fog that you mentioned?"
011 asked from the side, also beginning to doubt everything.
Amidst the pile of corpses, a pale red gas seeped from the blood, mixing with the fog.
"I'm not sure, but I am certain the problem lies with the fog. It's the only thing that constantly affects us, after all, we all need to breathe."
016 said, walking over to a corpse. She didn't avert her gaze but instead looked directly at the symbol-covered face.
