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.●,Both Antanas and Sinora stared intently at the bracelets, waiting for a signal from the new king that he had completed his current level's work.,After making arrangements with Huberlian, Antanas and Sinora hesitated for almost no time. They exchanged a glance and immediately rushed towards the frost corridor inside the Level 6 prison.。