Time passed bit by bit.
Potassium Chloride enjoyed every moment of it in the silence.
For most people...
Being deprived of all sensation, feeling like a person in a vegetative state, would probably drive them insane before long.
Those who weren't particularly composed might not last even ten minutes.
But Potassium Chloride was different.
Because of his past experiences, he had long since grown accustomed to this sort of thing.
He sat cross-legged on the floor with both arms spread out, feeling the prickling pain evenly distributed across his skin.
"As expected of a clever fellow. You didn't move around recklessly..."
"But even if you're clever... how long can you keep up this expenditure?"
Everything progressed just as Potassium Chloride had planned.
The only variable that needed watching was the crew members who might see the alarm and accidentally enter [Eternal Silence].
He might need to deal with them quickly, lest they become a variable that allowed the other side to find a way to break through!
But... thinking of this, Potassium Chloride grew somewhat curious.
"Come to think of it, this is strange. Surely a few crew members should have come down to check the situation... How is it that no one's here?"
Potassium Chloride thought this over, feeling as if he had overlooked or missed something important.
Then, he suddenly "heard" a faint buzzing sound.
"What an annoying move."
White Sand, possessed by a thunder deity and maintaining Thunder Art around his body, felt that he was starting to reach his limit.
Although his physical strength and energy were still abundant, using "Thunder Art" to protect his body while in the "Invoking the Gods" state was an expenditure White Sand could easily sustain for a long time...
But as time passed, his thoughts became increasingly difficult to