Ethan accepted the man's hand before looking at him, "Tell me—what's really going on around here? It's completely different from outside—I mean the sky, and well…everything."
"You mean…the Foundation didn't tell you?" Joel asked.
As he shook his head in response, he answered with a simple "No." This seemed to frustrate Joel, who was a hot-headed fellow by the looks of things. It was difficult to tell how reliable of a fighter Joel was, but from his age and demeanor, he didn't feel like 'Vandread' at all. He could see his adventurer badge; the dragon crest that bore a silver gem in the middle.
So he's a B-rank adventurer?...That's not reassuring, he thought.
"How could they…? Blindly sending people into this?…Urgh. Anyway, you're right. This city is completely different," Joel told him.
"It is?"
"Everything inside the city walls is a separated space controlled by 'it'—and escaping seems impossible," Joel explained.
