Being stared at by such turbid, crazy eyes of irrationality, even Loannes, Sully, and the others—who had fled to sea after being chased by a horde of Heartless, having found a way to board this cruise ship—felt a chill run up their spines and straight to their minds.
Without giving them time to think, the crew members infected with the Heartless disease either picked up knives, flashed their teeth, or ran over.
These were all staff who worked in the kitchen; they didn't have guns.
The group of people at the freezer entrance had managed to survive the Old Era's destruction, albeit rather abjectly, so they could be considered experienced. Although they were trembling from the cold and had frost on their heads while reeling from the shock the kitchen's situation gave them, they quickly reacted and raised their weapons.
"Careful with your abilities!" someone shouted.
