When we reached the end of the corridor, we were already some distance away from those who stayed behind.
Mobis's gray eyes looked at the strangely dressed Oriental man beside him:
"Our top priority is to find food, water, and clues to get out of this damn place."
"I have no objection."
This was obviously not what Mobis wanted to hear, so he made it clearer:
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