The sixth floor, a frigid hall with lingering scents of alcohol and cold, punctuated by the occasional snores of a sleeping warden. ●search.●,Xin'ola turned back to look at the transparent curtain left at the doorway, its edges still bearing that detestable sealing mechanism structure. It ensured the metal door fit perfectly with the frame.,The ground beneath Antanas and Sinora suddenly erupted with black sparks, transforming into a gaping maw of hell. It was searing and ferocious, attempting to consume Sinora and Antanas in one fell swoop.。