"Then, we’re dead."
A heavy silence hung in the air as everyone stared at Lola. She had answered Scarlet’s question without a second of hesitation.
Even Scarlet looked a little surprised by Lola’s directness. Everyone — except Haji and Atlas — expected Lola to soften the blow, reassure them, or at least downplay the danger to raise morale.
"One misstep in these tunnels, you’re dead," Lola continued, emphasizing the map before them. "One wrong move, one wrong decision, one wrong timing — that’s all it takes. We cannot screw this up. If we do, we’re as good as dead."
It wasn’t a scare tactic. It was the truth.
Ravah was not a place meant for humans. It wasn’t even a place — it was hell on Earth.
There were other lawless lands, yes. But unlike those, where the leaders could still be reasoned with, Ravah would not negotiate. She knew. She had seen worse with Vito.
"New faces like us will easily draw attention," she warned. "Especially in places where the boss’s people used to frequent. But their trading centers are always open to newcomers. So it’ll be safe to blend in there briefly."
The tunnels were simply a means of moving through Ravah undetected. It didn’t mean they would spend their time searching underground. Those trapped soldiers would likely be hiding some place above.
"That’s it?" Scarlet muttered, her lips curving down. "We’re just going to die?"
Everyone turned to her again as she added, "No backup plans?"
"If you get caught, you fight back and retreat," Lola replied with a blink. "Isn’t that a backup plan?"
"Are you being sarcastic?"
"I am," Lola shrugged, feeling Atlas’s pettiness rubbing off on her. "This mission has no room for failure, Scarlet. If you screw up, then you’re screwed. Don’t drag everyone to the grave with you."
She straightened and continued, voice steady and merciless:
"If any of you make a mistake, accept that it’s your time. Run, hide, crawl — do whatever you must. Just don’t do it near your comrades."
Her tone grew ice cold.
"Make your deaths meaningful. Be the sacrifice for others’ survival."
The room darkened with grim acceptance. They had known this already, but hearing Lola lay it bare was unsettling. It didn’t feel good.
"So your best chance is to make every breath, every step, every movement count," she pressed on. "If not, it’ll cost your life... or someone else’s."
She tapped the table, shifting their focus.
"If that’s clear, let’s move on to the teams. Since the rescue squad will split into two, Haji will lead the first, and I will lead the second."
"You’re really going?" someone blurted and realized it was too late to swallow the words.
"Yes." Lola nodded, completely unfazed. "I have to."
She nodded at Allen, who began distributing printed manuals.
"These are the mission briefs Haji created with Allen’s help. It includes which team you belong to, the camps, and also pictures of those soldiers trapped in Ravah."
People casually flipped through the pages until their eyes widened.
Scarlet squinted, then slowly looked up.
"You’re coming?" she asked, eyes locked on Atlas.
Atlas blinked, then noticed everyone staring. Their disbelief was loud enough to feel, but his face remained unreadable.
"It says so," he replied simply. "So I am."
"Allen," Scarlet hissed, turning on him like a scolding mother. "You knew about this."
Allen pressed his lips into a thin line and shrugged helplessly. He knew they wouldn’t like it, especially Izu.

"It’s dangerous."

Did she think I didn’t try?
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