Edmund, Esther, Clark, Lites, and everyone from the mobile unit stared blankly at the closed door.
The unusual aura above had disappeared.
Edmund and his companions could confirm this.
They had all undergone the most professional training so they could quickly ascertain this fact.
But at this moment, whether it was Edmund, Esther, or whether Clark or Lites, they all wished they weren't so professional.
They hoped they were wrong in their judgment.
They hoped the door in front of them would open once again, hoping to see that figure again.
Unfortunately...
Hope ultimately came to nothing.
The door had become normal.
There was nothing special about it anymore.
It was even accelerating in decay.
It seemed as though the moment that had just passed was already a century ago.
Edmund looked at the closed door, his lips trembling slightly.
