Sylvie certainly could not have told her that the mutant centipedes that were so insignificant to Frank were such horrors to the average person.

Meanwhile, the tomb raiders were feeling pessimistic. "W-What about him? He had to be poisoned."

"Don't worry. He's not just strong-he's a healer too," Sylvie bragged proudly as if she were Frank himself.

Frank smiled in wry amusement but dropped to a crouch and put his hand on Red Shirt's shoulder.

Soon, Red Shirt jolted awake, crying out as soon as he did, "I-I'll leave! Please don't kill me, please!"

The others quickly assured him, "It's fine, boss!"

On the other hand, Frank asked, "What's wrong?"

Red Shirt was panting for a while and took a moment to calm down before saying,

in that sarcophagus before was threatening to eat

The tomb raiders

so long

there was something different about this tomb than the others, that

they noticed that Sylvie remained unaffected and were left confused. "A- Aren't

count, since he possessed great power and had no reason to be afraid, but what was the deal with Sylvie? She was obviously normal like the rest of them, and having emotion but not feeling fear just did not make

would you be this scared of the dark? Just consider it divine intervention, and stop doing this shit

worried you can't get a proper job. Hell, I know other tomb raiders who are worried they'd get jinxed and join proper archaeological teams. Just keep that in

though they did not

he would help them for

to

calmed down, the tomb raiders took out some rations

it but

raider even took

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