As he got closer to the light, he saw a few figures gathered around it. Even from afar, he managed to recognize Gaya, who was sitting close to the fireball while gazing at it.
The light from the fireball cast a glow on her face, which showed her emotionless expression even through her blindfolds.
A few steps away from Gaya were the few magicians from the sanctuary who had managed to survive the fall. They assumed they were the only survivors because they hadn't seen anyone else while they wandered in the darkness.
The magicians were sitting around a fireplace, seemingly engaged in an important conversation.
"What should we do now?"
"Should we try to get out of here?"
"Can we even do that?" Numerous questions were heard from among them, but suddenly one person stood up from the group, who was their leader.