"Nerio, you have a way, don't you?"
Matthew suddenly spoke up, even as he continued walking forward. Ace's group frowned in anger at him, but their expressions shifted to surprise upon hearing his words. Meanwhile, the monsters on their backs let out furious roars almost instantly, the sound of water droplets falling onto the still lake echoing through the air—like a sudden downpour in the stiflingly dry room.
Matthew halted his steps and turned to face Nerio. He had no idea where this confidence came from, but somehow, he just knew—Nerio would have a way!
Nerio looked at Matthew, then suddenly lowered his head, seeming a bit dispirited as he muttered, "Yes, I have a way, but..."
The boy's unfinished sentence only made everyone more anxious and restless, yet no one dared to rush him at this moment.
[Did you hear that? Nerio has a way but didn't say anything from the start. He knows everything but lets things unfold naturally. I told you there's something off about him!]
