At the western campsite, the members of Green Brigades were running back, shouting and yelling as the light from the dying bonfire faded.
"The medical kit, quick!"
"Where did we put it..."
"But we only have some basic medicine."
"Doesn't Vanguard have special medical procedures?"
"Could this be... Overlord's curse?"
"But there's no sign of Overlord... Could it be a gas curse?"
More questions were raised, one after another, and with each question, they became even more frantic. Supplies and tools were scattered around, but no substantive action was taken.
"It's poisoning, it can only be poisoning!" K, who was tied to the ground, shouted, "The strength of Overlord couldn't possibly curse them all to death. Besides, you were all together. If there really was a gas hazard, you would have been done for first. How could it possibly target them so precisely, so it can only be poisoning!"
Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent, staring blankly at K by the bonfire.
