The heavy breaths of the Prisoners were as if roars, as one of the very things that caged them now laid before their eyes, welcoming them to explore the world unknown.
Their eyes and jaws were trembling as they tried to keep them close, but could not. For most, it was only months or years, but for the few, it was decades. A decade of only seeing the same faces over and over again. A decade of only breathing the same air that they slept in.
But now, they were…
"F… free!"
"W… we are free!"
The Prisoners all looked at each other, scrambling and pushing each other in the thick forest to see if a part of the Wall truly had crumbled.
"...Free?"
Gerald, who had just arrived in the Pit a few minutes ago, was utterly confused. How are they free when the Portal that they arrived in was on the other side?
"Oi, b… beggar. What is going on here?"
