“Why ishn’t anyone coming?!”
“—because they are either dead or unconscious.”
A low voice responded to Stafan’s shouting. He hastily turned around and saw Sebas standing quietly.
“It seems there are a few inside… most of them are asleep.”
“T-thatsh’s not posshible! Just how many do you shink are here?!”
“…Three people who look to be employees, ten below. And there are seven people like you.”
What was he saying?
Stafan stared at Sebas with that kind of expression.