The flames danced in the eyes of five pairs, sustaining their survival here relied on the glow in the fire basin, but at this moment, everyone's heart turned cold.
"Of course, it wasn't me who lit it."
Professor Ivins quickly shook his head:
"I thought it was the girls who arrived earlier who lit it."
Miss Malone was an ordinary person, so this naturally had nothing to do with her. And Miss Teresa and Miss Maxim, who arrived first, also shook their heads:
"It wasn't us, we were also attracted by the firelight. If not for this light, the waves are so big that we wouldn't notice this floating plank either."
Miss Maxim, the maid with purple hair, although shivering from the cold, still provided further information:
"When we first arrived, I tried to light more new flames before I passed out, but this place completely suppresses fire and light."
As she spoke, she opened her almost bloodless palm:
"Fire~"
