Inside the small chapel.
"Sizzle... Hah."
He downed half a bottle of cola in one gulp.
Colin felt at ease and continued to sit on the chair, raising his head to gaze at the shadow screen, sensing the real-time status ahead.
"Is it really okay for us to do this..." Shana said, also holding a bottle of soda in her hand.
Unlike Colin, she had hardly drunk any, feeling inexplicably guilty...
While others were fighting hard at the front, the two of them were eating and making arbitrary comments—didn't that seem inappropriate?
"Relax, it's fine. They can resurrect themselves after all, and their strength is not weak. At most, they'll face some scares but no serious danger," Colin said, waving his hand to indicate that there was no major problem.
