Recollecting his shaky breath, something that he had been doing for so many times the moment he entered the forsaken Mansion, Cesar remained vigilant even though his actions suggested being carefree.
He had already taken those lessons in a hard way and he will not fumble just because he was merely exhausted, even though he was indeed extremely fatigued.
Cesar will not take second chances.
"Hahh…"
Not counting how many times he let out that tired sigh, Cesar finally brought himself to stand up. Once he did, Cesar tiredly turned around since the door on his front appeared to be rather small… compared to the area he was in.
There are no solid walls, red carpet that stretches into each of the opposite sides, and lastly the curtains that gently sway even with the absence of air.
