The upper floor of the dungeon still exuded an eerie atmosphere, with dark mana seeping from the walls, stretching endlessly upward.
Oliver looked around at the foreboding surroundings and voiced his uncertainty,
"It might be an illusion, right?"
Eli gave Oliver a thoughtful, yet somewhat intense, stare before responding, "I have an idea to find out whether it's an illusion or not...Mind helping me?"
"There's no need for that" Oliver smiled and replied. He took a step back, seemingly having an idea of what Eli was planning.
'Tsk' Eli clicked his tongue in annoyance.
"Oliver" he called.
"Yes?" Oliver responded, maintaining his smile.
"What did you feel when you were poisoned?"
"...."
"If you feel uncon---"
Oliver hesitated for a moment before attempting to explain, "No, no, it's just, well... how can I say it... hmm..."
