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.●,However, these illusions' attacks are not impervious to high-level magic defenses.,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.。