"Enough!"
Miller's roar echoed through the canyon:
"If you keep talking like this, I'll gouge out your other eye too!"
But even Miller himself could not completely dispel the gloom in his heart.
He knew the cruelty of the Abyss too well; those seemingly powerful explorers often died more pitiably here than ordinary people.
Amid this oppressive atmosphere, a tiny light appeared in the distant sky.
At first, no one noticed this inconspicuous change.
But as the light gradually approached, it began to emit a gentle silver glow, standing out conspicuously in the gloomy environment of the Abyss.
"Wait... what is that?"
Camilla was the first to notice the anomaly, her voice filled with tension and hope:
"Something is flying toward us!"
All three immediately stood up, all fatigue and frustration replaced by tension.
In the Abyss, any approaching unidentified object could mean a deadly threat.
