"Arthur," Sara called.
Arthur turned his head when a woman's voice called out to him loudly. He looked back and saw Sara's face covered in worry and anxiety.
As the captain of the 13th squad that knew the three people well, Sara knew and understood what their attitudes were like.
Yet the three of them feared only one thing, death. That was why their faces were deathly pale when Arthur threatened them.
The second option sounded safer to them, but wandering around on this floor without a strong man to protect them was the same as looking for death.
"What's the matter, Sara?" asked Arthur, flatly.
"Please mercy them. Let them return to the 13th squad," pleaded Sara, Arthur responding with a squint.
"I can't. I can no longer trust them. What's the point of being in a group with these people?" Arthur asked.
