The entire basement level of the Cultivator fort was used as a prison. However, during the dragon attack, a group of Stormfleece fighters had used the unfolding chaos as a cover to slip in, unnoticed, freeing the prisoners then barricading themselves inside behind an iron-barred door.
"Lieutenant," one of the Cultivator soldiers posted at the locked door greeted him, upon his arrival. What shall we do?"
"They're searching for Yorick, no doubt," Zhao mused, continuing as he procured a ring of keys from his inventory. "
Akira shifted excitedly. "So, this time...I'm going to be fighting normal opponents using only [Pocket Maids]?" he asked. "Against some of those bear-men, no less..." Pausing, he took a moment to appraise Cindy and Lorica with his hands on his hips and a growing look of uncertainty. "I'm not sure how I feel about this—those Norns from before looked pretty tough, compared to a couple of little girls in revealing battle armor."
