Amelia's eyes widened as she processed Asher's words, her heart pounding in worry.
A low gasp escaped her lips, her voice laced with disbelief, "The Tower of Hell?" she murmured. "You can't be serious, Asher."
Asher, his face set with a steely determination, met her gaze, his eyes unwavering, "I've already completed the first three levels," he said, his tone firm. "The fourth one remains closed to me, but Naida told me something important. She said that somehow, I had passed the fourth level the moment I completed the Quest of the Worthy. And because of that, the fifth level has opened to me. I've never had the time to attempt it, but I can't put it off any longer," Asher wondered if it was because he fought against his past self in an illusion and won.
