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He was referring to Zulova. I mind-communicated, 'This child's origin belongs to one of my long gone subordinates. I cannot let a descendent of my own pupil rot in a hellish place like this. Not to mention the fact that she is a kid!'

He responded, ";;;.. Oh, is that so? My bad!!"

[Sigh, he bought it, huh? Well, that's a relief.]

We continued walking down the stairs for more than 10 minutes. Andro and Gremoria began to get impatient. I gestured them not to make a ruckus. They gritted their teeth. On the other hand, Alriana and Zulova were racing against each other for reaching the bottom of the spaceship.

...

Another 10 minutes had passed away. We were still walking to the lower floors. I too lost my patience. Andro and Gremoria yelled, "That's enough!!!!"

Nepharian attempted, "Huh, is there something wrong?!"

Gremoria stepped forward and asked, "Hey, you old mutt. Where are we supposed to go?!", with a cold glare. Nepharian responded whilst sweating, ";;;;... W-well, the bottom-most f