The atmosphere was so awkward.
Matthew didn't even know how to break this tense silence—no one spoke. Ralf and Sorn walked with a distance that couldn't have been any farther apart.
To be honest, he had no idea what caused their fight, but it was clear that only one party was angry, and the other was the cause of that anger.
As they passed along the path with the flashlight dimmed intentionally, Matthew turned around, attempting to start a conversation with one of them.
"So… Sorn, are you cold?" Matthew asked. Sorn only glanced at him and shook his head. Okay, a wordless answer. So he turned to Ralf, finally bringing up something important he'd been meaning to ask. "Ralf, are you still controlling the defense?"
"..."
"I haven't seen a single zombie for a while. You're holding them back, aren't you? Didn't Hilda say not to overuse your power?"
"I'm still controlling it."
