Every nerve of each person was tightly wound, and even though they knew it was safe now, no one dared to speak, and all actions had to be taken with utmost care, making as little noise as possible.
Drinking water, chewing food, walking... all were done in utter silence.
No one dared to use the Power of God and Mortality; as a group composed of divine beings, they seemed to revert to their most primal state, like mortals struggling to survive in the wild.
It was not clear how much time had passed before the oppressive fear that loomed over everyone's head began to dissipate a little with the bright sunshine.
They started to converse in very soft tones, many on the verge of collapse, and the leaders, although hardly in better spirits themselves, still went around giving reassurances.
"We should be able to get out of here in another day," the Xuan Ge God said to everyone, hoping to lift their spirits.
