Seeing they were about to continue upstairs, Wei'en suggested, "Um, I think I'll go with you guys..."
'If I'm going to die, I at least want to know why!'
When that wisp of despair's power had pierced through a moment ago, he'd felt it was truly unfair...
He was clearly hiding downstairs, so how did he end up being the first unlucky one?
'Is it just because I'm the weakest?'
"Alright, but wait for us to go in first," Lisi agreed with a nod. "Ariana?"
"No problem. The valiant souls are excited."
The tentacles around Ariana swelled, clearly having been fed to their fill by the recent wave of despair's power.
After speaking, the two of them flashed directly to the second floor and rushed through the iron door.
"Let's go, Wei'en. We'll head over too."
Marco, carrying the Magic Staff, clapped him on the shoulder and smiled. "I was worried you'd be affected. I didn't expect you to recover so quickly."
"No, I'm just afraid of being thrown to the ground again."