As they delved deeper, the team already suffered casualties, beyond those killed by the Demons, there were also stragglers.
They were patients, patients corroded and corrupted; years ago, doctors helped them hold back the spread of the erosion, but today, years later, they encountered the Demons once more.
The long-dormant erosion intensified again. Though unspoken, everyone could somewhat sense it, the cold erosion wrapping invisibly around them like a creeping vine.
Some seemed to anticipate the arrival of erosion. Before fully transforming into Demons, they silently halted their steps, then turned to charge at the oncoming Demons, dying in human form.
In this way, one after another, stragglers left.
"We're almost there... Ahead is the second Safety house, hopefully, the door is tightly shut, otherwise William might have already been devoured."
Arthur spoke lightly, which was rare for him.
