-- POV Freya --
We had already been descending for several hours and yet the end of the staircase was still not visible. The air was getting heavier and heavier and breathing seemed difficult for those who were not above level 20. Since our descent, no one was talking and the further we went the more I could feel the aura of my soldiers change.
[Onee-san, I have a feeling this march is affecting their psyches.]
*I know, but we can't go back. The only choice we have is to move forward, even if we have to do it for days*
Indeed, the Lieutenants were beginning to feel overwhelmed and were having a hard time dealing with the feeling of being buried alive. We had been walking for hours without finding anything. There was no life, no daylight, no noise except the sound of our footsteps and psychologically it was difficult. Turning back to my group, I stopped to talk to them.
