A huge Trident was impaled in the large Airship, and gray Mana shrouded its body. Even those red-skinned monsters didn't want to be near the gray Mana mist infested area.
Within the thick mist, a Gnome yelled loudly, "Gather here! We can enter the Airship! Those who hear me, gather! I'm NotWearingPants!"
NotWearingPants shouted with all his might. There were seven Gnomes and two Houndhead Men behind him.
"There are enough people. Let's enter," the Houndhead Man Peasant said.
The other gamers also shouted.
"Yes, let's hurry. I'm almost worried to death."
"There is nobody else. With such thick mist, they can't find it. Let's go in and take a look. If they notice the ship, they'll come in."
Arthur also said, "Let's not wait any further. Ten of us is enough."
NotWearingPants heard Arthur and stopped shouting. They turned and entered the Airship.
"Wait for me!"
