After the skeletal lizard vanished, everyone's mood turned exceedingly grim.
Charles sighed deeply, "The reason for this predicament lies solely with me. I should have sensed something was off about the blind old man from the very beginning."
Medusa shook her head gently, "This is not your fault. In truth, none of us noticed anything amiss with the blind old man.
If he hadn't willingly exposed his true identity, we might have continued following him deeper into the mine. Who knows, he might have led us to that place where all the dead are destined to go."
Medusa wasn't merely offering comfort to Charles.
Given that Charles's abilities were constrained by The Pale Mask, Medusa considered herself the strongest among the group.
She believed that she should have detected the blind old man's peculiarities beforehand.
Failing to do so, she felt she had significantly neglected her duties.
