The sixth floor, a frigid hall with lingering scents of alcohol and cold, punctuated by the occasional snores of a sleeping warden. ●search.●,Unlike the two who scurried into this cell, New King must have just finished his maintenance work on a certain level of the negative sixth floor. He's definitely coming over at an unhurried and elegant pace, estimated to arrive later than expected.,For a single moment, he hesitated not. Even with the heavy enchantments and chains binding him, Pranay's magic had already begun to cause the mana-proof steel to tremble at the same frequency.。