[13.1] THE FIRST FLOOR...
Volume 2...
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I glanced at my fellow teammates, their gazes fixated on the enigmatic figure of Mira. There was an undeniable air of uncertainty and tension that hung in the dimly lit surroundings. Trapped within a mystifying formation, our hopes of escape dwindled with each passing moment. The lack of visibility further heightened our unease, as the darkness seemed to consume us, leaving us groping in the unknown.
Avast, the Cursed Warrior, broke the silence with a frustrated voice, acknowledging the evident predicament we found ourselves in. "It appears we are trapped within a formidable formation. Does anyone possess the knowledge or ability to dismantle this formation? This lack of vision is growing increasingly irritating."