Accompanied by their breathing, the heavy sound of filters rose in the carriage.
Not only that, an even deeper breathing sounded outside the windows, layers of water vapor surging past and leaving fine droplets on the glass, only to be quickly dragged away by the howling wind.
The Armor of Original Sin remained in standby, quietly half-kneeling in the front car. They carried all kinds of weapons, like a silent legion.
Eve could clearly sense all of this, feeling a little at a loss. Her gaze couldn't help but sweep around the carriage, the corner of her eye fixed on the Cleaners.
It wasn't that she had never seen these guys before, but thinking back carefully, this seemed to be the first time Eve had seen these Cleaners from so close, and in broad daylight.
