Having paused for a few seconds, the soldier didn't see Nathan Foster, so he took another deep breath, and shouted louder, "Instructor Foster—"
"Calling ghosts!"
Before the soldier could finish his shout, a voice interrupted him from behind. Even though Nathan Foster's tone wasn't friendly, the soldier still warily approached him, a look of consideration flickering across his furrowed brow.
Not for any other reason, but because this soldier was responsible for watching over Flossie Wright, and also ensuring her safety. Leaving his post was simply out of the question, and considering his anxious demeanor…
It was hard to believe that Flossie Wright hadn't had some kind of mishap.
"There's trouble," the soldier gasped, his lips dry, his voice shaky but unable to conceal the urgency, "Flossie Wright has fallen into the sea!"
Whoosh!
