Entering the tent, Lucius took in his surroundings. It was a simple yet spacious tent, sufficient to accommodate all of them.
Kevin and Charlotte quickly found places to sit, and Martha, with a smile, settled down in front of them. Lucius had a burning question, but there was something he needed to address first.
"Martha, I saved your life back at the prison, right?" he asked, studying her expression as he inquired.
"Yes, you did. Without your help, we would still be toiling away as slaves mining for who knows how long," she replied, her tone grateful.
However, her voice carried a tinge of sadness as she continued, "But, Lucius, your actions also caused casualties, especially my friend Rose."
A sense of heaviness hung in the air as Lucius absorbed her words. After a brief pause, he proceeded with his next question, his voice earnest, "How secure is this place? Can I bring the rest of the group?"
