Outside the tent, by the Seven-star Lake, a group of people had gathered around. In the center of them, a man lay on his back. He was drenched in lake water and had already lost consciousness; two medical soldiers were helping him with cardiopulmonary resuscitation.
"Is that Kando? Good Lord, what on earth has happened to him? How did he end up like this…"
Off to the side, some people couldn't help but start murmuring quietly among themselves.
"Don't know, but it looks really bad. Wasn't he leading the team to investigate that thing? How could it have turned out this way, damn it, what exactly are we fighting against…"
"Heh, don't you know by now? Otherwise, why do you think they've recruited us to come here in such an unusual manner? To put it bluntly, we're just stones they use to pave the way."
A warrior snorted coldly, as if he had anticipated such situations.
