Time was urgent, so we didn't continue our conversation and started climbing out. The cave was quite narrow, so we formed two-person rows, with six people in three rows. Leading the way were the silver-haired girl and Eva. I was with the elderly man, whom I heard them call Professor Scott, in the second row. The mixed-race black woman was dragging the severely injured man in the back.
I was amazed at the strength of the black woman. Despite not looking particularly strong, she managed to drag the burly injured man without slowing down at all.
I wanted to help, but seeing the others act as if it were normal, I realized she probably didn't want help. Maybe she had a close relationship with the injured man.
As we crawled, the silver-haired girl in front shouted suddenly, "Eva, tell your hu
