"Don't bother," Angelica from the side guessed what William was trying to do, "according to the rumours spread about this area, no one can tell which ice would break next moment and which wouldn't."
"Then…"
"We have to pray to be lucky," she paused, "and if… If cracks appear, we have to move fast, getting away from the deadly hole that will follow."
William didn't like placing his life in the hands of luck, "then how can we look for this exit? Don't tell me we have to be lucky to find it!"
"Well… The area with the densest redness, the place with most of these Nachies is where the exit lies."
"..." William looked again towards the area where these monkeys died, "do you know how we can kill any of these Nachies?"
"You are the miracle making person," she bitterly smiled, "if you managed to kill one, then you'll be the first to ever do such a thing."
