Chapter 25 - 24. Where Intuition Flares
It was a weird feeling, waking up so comfortably on a plush mattress inside a secure tent in the middle of a freaking Deathzone. It was so weird that despite how nice it felt, Zein woke up earlier than anyone else.
When he came out, the barrier was still standing, and he could inhale a sense of fresh air inside a small safe zone.
'What a piece of miracle,' he thought, looking at the device in the middle of the camp. Twenty meters of radius couldn't be considered as big, but it was enough for a small group like this. If it could be used in a place like a Deathzone, it should be even more effective in a dungeon.
"Coffee?"
Ah, right. Zein woke up earlier than everyone, but there was someone who didn't sleep and took the role of the solo night watch.
"Do you ever sleep?" Zein asked, genuinely curious at the esper that was in the middle of pouring freshly brewed coffee into two mugs.
Freshly brewed coffee in the middle of the Deathzone...
Zein felt complicated about this. So far, nothing truly serious had happened, so his outburst about the danger of bringing civilians here felt ridiculous now.
"Sleep..." the esper walked closer and put a steaming mug in Zein's hand. "Sometimes, I guess..."
"What kind of answer..." Zein sighed, and just decided to not care anymore. It wasn't like he knew how the real esper's body worked.
Besides, despite hadn't slept a wink since arriving in the borderland, Bassena didn't look at all exhausted. In fact, he looked kind of energized, amber eyes shining like a pair of jewels, appearance as impeccable as ever.