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.●,At the beginning, when a phantom attack hits the barrier, it produces a slight tremor, like a drop of water landing on a still lake, disappearing instantly.,And Xynora hesitated slightly, a ghost of a smile touching her lips as she raised her hand in response to Antanas's celebratory gesture.。