Nico covered his nose with a pristine white handkerchief, looking disdainfully at the explosion site before him.
When the smoke had cleared, the black hole that was originally only two meters wide had become the size of a house with a wide mouth.
The soft ladder of the Unicorne was lowered from the mouth, and all the crew lined up to descend the ladder one by one into the depths.
In addition to all the essential supplies, the engine team carried a bizarre flesh-like airbag, which was intended to prevent nearby objects from transforming into foreign entities.
Just as Nico was about to follow suit, bandages blocked his way. "Is there something you need, First Mate?"
"Do you... really... think... the Captain... is all right?"
"What could possibly be wrong? He's been with me the whole time, he has never left."
Nico lifted his hands and, bathdeflecting the beam of a distant flashlight, absentmindedly examined his trimmed nails.
