But not everyone felt sorry for Zephyr.
Some people watched with undisguised disdain, quietly snickering and exchanging amused glances among themselves.
Eleven Elonor was one of them.
He even stepped forward, deliberately making his voice loud enough for everyone nearby to hear.
"Some people know they're blind, yet they still want to rush into a Dungeon Break and play the hero! How utterly ridiculous."
Seeing Eleven openly mock Zephyr, his group of lackeys immediately joined in, snickering as they echoed his disdain.
"Exactly! He's a blind Esper. What could he possibly do in a high-rank Dungeon Break?"
"He doesn't just want to get himself killed—he wants to drag Erick down with him too!"
"Sigh, Erick really is too soft-hearted. He probably only let him join his team out of guilt for the Association sending him to the Lab. He's useless. So, there's no reason to treat him like a real teammate. He should be grateful that Erick even took him in."
