There's No Love In the Deathzone (BL)

Zein had his own concern about his vision, but Bassena’s concern was only one. After staring at the quiet guide for a while, he shifted his gaze to throw a serious look at the man across the table.

"Guildmaster..."

Radia groaned immediately in response. "It always gives me goosebumps every time you talk formally to me," the man shook his head and shoulder. But he also put out his palm as a signal that he understood what Bassena wanted.

"Zein," Radia called, prompting the guide that had been drowned in his own thought to snap back and lifted his face. "Did you finish drawing the formation?"

"Yeah, the Hagalaz raid was the last one," Zein answered almost in a daze. "Since Anzus rarely go anyway, it’ll be just me and whoever is available."

Radia nodded in agreement. "Good, so you don’t need any trial run again, right?"

"Yeah,"

"Then I’ll have you stick with Bas. Don’t go inside the dungeon without him, got it?"

Zein blinked slowly before answering with a nod. "Alright."

With this case, they now found out that the force of the Deathzone could manipulate the dungeon in other zones. Although they had no idea if something like that could be done again, they couldn’t take risks. For Zein, it wasn’t just a matter of his safety, but those who would be dragged alongside him. It was fortunate that there were no casualties among the member of the raid, but if there were, Zein wouldn’t be able to live past the guilt.

At least, if he entered the dungeon with Bassena, even though they got dragged by another anomaly, the esper would be able to handle it.