"Shaan… Lira…!"
Chelsie kept shouting into the massive pit right in front of her. She had already lost count of how many times she called their names, yet no answer came back. Darkness swallowed the depths below, and Chelsie couldn't see even the faintest sign of her friends.
"Oh no… no… what should I do?" Chelsie bit her lower lip, her face turning pale. "Carmen, why aren't they responding to me at all? D-don't tell me they're already dead?"
Carmen fell silent for a moment.[No, they are not dead.]
"Uh… th-then how can you be sure?" Chelsie asked shakily.
[I can still sense the daemon energies of Robin Hood and Satan. Both of them remain alive.]
"B-but what about their condition?" Panic crept into Chelsie's voice. "Are they safe? Or are they barely holding on?" She shook her head hard. "Carmen, we need to hurry and—"
