Do not deprive me of

The sixth floor, a frigid hall with lingering scents of alcohol and cold, punctuated by the occasional snores of a sleeping warden. ●search.●,After making arrangements with Huberlian, Antanas and Sinora hesitated for almost no time. They exchanged a glance and immediately rushed towards the frost corridor inside the Level 6 prison.,Antanas and Sinora moved in perfect unison within the dream realm. The corridors echoed with their determined footsteps and the clash of magic, until finally, after a series of hallways and multiple turns, they arrived at the cell marked on the map.。