"What actually happened?" Ethan asked, unable to hide his curiosity.
Sherly did not answer right away. After the funeral ceremony ended, her eyes remained fixed forward, watching the NPC gravediggers slowly cover the grave with soil.
Each shovel of dirt landed with a dull sound, piling layer by layer, sealing what remained of the fallen expedition members beneath the earth.
The motions were mechanical and emotionless, yet the weight they carried was heavy.
No matter how many times she had witnessed scenes like this inside the Tower, it never truly became easier.
The atmosphere around the burial site was quiet, almost suffocating. No one spoke anymore.
The prayers had ended, the short farewell words had been delivered, and there was nothing left to do but leave.
Gradually, one by one, the members of the second expedition team began to depart. Some walked away with their heads lowered, shoulders tense.
