It wasn't that they didn't understand the logic behind Hector Grant's words. They had simply been too agitated just now, casting their own survival to the wind. After being reprimanded by Hector, they gradually calmed down, and a lingering sense of fear finally crept into their hearts.
The dead were already gone, but the living still had to keep on living. They couldn't afford to throw their lives away in a moment of hot-headedness. After all, they weren't alone in this world; back in Subterra, they had family and friends eagerly awaiting their safe return.
As time ticked by, the white bones scattered across the ground were corroded into tattered fragments. If they hadn't witnessed the entire process with their own eyes, no one would have believed that it had all happened in a mere five minutes. Just thinking about it sent shivers down their spines.
