On the other side, the violent shaking of the "ship's hull" caused Song Que to roll somewhere unknown.
Although everything had returned to its original state, the lights were gone, and so were the others aside from him.
Song Que tried to discern his position, but the surroundings were completely pitch black, without even a trace of moonlight.
This should be the lower compartment, like an interlayer?
How did he roll here?
Luckily, it was only him who ended up here.
For others, this sealed lower compartment of the ship, without light, was almost a dead-end trap.
But for Song Que, this wasn't much of an issue.
His eyes naturally had issues; what was pitch black for a normal person seemed more like a cloudy day's brightness to him, which did not bother him at all.
Song Que was grateful as he looked around. It seemed like a storage room? A pile of random items was scattered everywhere, leaving barely any room to walk.
