As the hellish coldness enveloped the deck, passengers awaited the anticipated moment. However, their attire remained unchanged from the previous day, in stark contrast to the clothing worn by the two children.
It seemed as though this level of cold meant little to those at their level, as they continued donning casual t-shirts or office shirts, while Leon and Triss resembled nothing less than colossal heaps of layered clothing.
"Finally…"
"Yeah," sighed a Zeta passenger, "It was a hell of a ride."
"Indeed," remarked a Reptilian passenger. "But it feels like we've forged strong bonds," giggled, "We're comrades in arms now, aren't we?"
"Yeah, absolutely," chimed in a human passenger. "We battled our way through a swarm of Abtus."
"However, they weren't that formidable," added another human. "Nothing more than an overrated bunch of monsters."