Anthony stood unmoving, his gaze locked on both the man and the demon he had spoken to, his eyes focused.
His senses were on high alert, attuned to every subtle movement they made.
Each blink, every shift of muscle, even the faintest rise and fall of breath, he observed it all.
Seraphim had already perished on the previous floor, and who knew what dangers this floor held in store.
Although they had been told there were only five floors, it was never stated that this floor would be free of challenges.
Even if such a claim had been made, who could possibly believe the words of a stranger?
The man spoke once more, his white eyes scanning Kingsley and the others with a quiet intensity.
"So, Children of the Blue Planet"
He began, his voice calm yet carrying a weight,
"I will ask you the same question I posed to the demons over there. What are you here for?"
At the question, none of them responded immediately.
