They were all in a pitiful state… but alive, thanks to their SS tier vitality.
"What happened to them?!"
Turning sharply, Sir Alon questioned Mist Umbra.
"How long have they been trapped in here?!"
In response, Mist gave him the exact number.
"Counting today, it's been 58 days inside the cube."
Fifty-eight days…
"They had plenty of supplies… and that amount of time isn't enough to bring SS-ranked warriors to this state. That's impossible!"
But in that moment, Sir Alon's eyes fell on the wall Maekar had been leaning against earlier.
What he saw made him freeze.
The wall was covered in carvings.
Tally marks. Day after day, one after another.
So many… far too many, covering the entire surface of the ship.
This was no mere 58 days.
"…Two years and 231 days."
With great effort, Iris Sunlight spoke, his hollow eyes meeting Sir Alon's gaze.
Hearing the words of the aged Iris, the terrible truth finally sank in for everyone.
It had been 58 days outside the cube.
