The sixth floor, a frigid hall with lingering scents of alcohol and cold, punctuated by the occasional snores of a sleeping warden. ●search.●,Antanas led the way, decisive and swift. Sinora followed closely behind, her eyes scanning the surroundings, ready to face any danger that might arise.,Xin'ola thought about it for a moment and then let go of her anger. She then crossed the threshold inside the cell with Antanas.。