Aito, Ogoro, and Sheyla rapidly collected their loots, aka inventory bags, armors, and weapons. Roan watched from the side, humming innocently as if none of this carnage was his concern.
Once done, Roan followed the trio as they started to head for the third floor, planning on sharing the loot equally in a nearby safe zone.
Aito wasn't interested in equipment, only magical items the like of recovery beads. Even better, soul cores. Those would help him level up. Something he'd need to ascend the Tower.
However, an invisible barrier the like of the ones covering every stall in the street prevented them from walking up the staircase.
With a bad feeling bubbling inside him, Aito turned around to see one of the second-floor moderators.
