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,

the man in that sarcophagus

tomb

exploring tombs for so long that none of

tomb than the others, that they were

Sylvie remained unaffected and were left confused. "A- Aren't you

afraid, but what was the deal with Sylvie? She was obviously normal like the

have a clear conscience. If yours are clear too, would you be this scared of the dark?

worried you can't get a proper job. Hell, I know other tomb raiders who are worried they'd get

nodded repeatedly, though they did not

out ink, and he would help them for Sylvie, even if it

you like to have a

down, the tomb raiders took out some rations from their backpacks, offering them respectfully to

it but did not take

poisoned!" A tomb raider even took a

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