In the end, the team neither tried to save the member fused to the rock wall nor wasted effort searching for the missing supply vehicle, operator, and medic. They gave the unfortunate man in the wall a quick death, briefly regrouped, then chose a direction and moved out under Mora's orders.
Shausedo considered himself well-traveled, yet the sight of intestines growing through the rock wall still shook him.
The atmosphere in the team remained fairly calm. Their expressions were hidden behind three layers of armor, but their auras were steady, and no one argued, pleaded, or raised any other objections.
Even with rigorous training, that was unreasonable... So it was the drug's doing?
Shausedo came to a reasonable conclusion.
As he was thinking, Mora asked, "Feeling all right? I warned you, it's just one vial of medicine."
Shausedo's mouth twitched. Though he wanted nothing to do with a drug of unknown function, he could not help recalling the inexplicable nightmare when he entered the dream, along with those invasive assaults and those shadows that seemed capable of feeding on vital energy... Maybe they really had drained some from him. His condition did feel a little off.
He did not force himself to endure it. In such a bizarre place, one mistake could get him killed. He could not keep his doubts bottled up, so he lowered his stance and asked sincerely, "I'll be more careful in the future. But what kind of place is this? Can you be attacked while entering the dream?"
"Oh, that happened?"
"You said the Mental Side would run into trouble."
"That was based on experience. Connie came here once before. Her experience was terrible, but it wasn't the same as yours. Maybe this place has a Special Attack against your Mental Side?"
"Ms. Dahle has