"Gunshot."
Harvey immediately stood up and took a coffin out from the Space Card, calling for Alice to get up.
"Internal strife? Invasion?" Igula frowned slightly, "Unless someone is specifically coming to rescue us, this would only delay our escape—once that leader finds the time to inquire about the technology system of the Blood Moon Gospel, the three of us Holy Sanctuary Mages can easily find an opportunity to escape. But if that leader is too preoccupied with the chaos to care about us, or forgets about us, or even dies, then we'll be locked up here indefinitely."
Ash murmured, "Locked up here indefinitely..."
"Scared?"
"I'm wondering, if we're going to live here for a few years, how exactly are we going to divide our territories," asked Ash. "Is it going to be divided into thirds or quarters?"
"There are only three of us, why would we need to..." Igula began, but then he saw Alice looking at him and promptly shut his mouth.
