Calderon silently let go of the steamer lid, closing it back down.
Hearing the sound, Shadow Nine immediately guessed what had happened.
The two of them stood in silence, slowly backing away, preparing to leave the cave.
From inside the steamer, the man's desperate cries for help echoed out.
"Help me! Help me!"
Calderon shot Shadow Nine a look, and Shadow Nine understood immediately.
Calderon: "This guy's so unlucky, he probably won't die, right?"
Shadow Nine: "Hard to say..."
Their conversation had now entered the realm of encrypted communication.
After a moment of silence, both sighed in unison and reluctantly stepped forward to open the steamer again.
Thud—
Afterskin, now barely clinging to life, tumbled out onto the ground.
No one helped him up.
Afterskin rolled several dozen meters down the slope, eventually continuing to roll down the mountain path.
