The flickering flames above the torches illuminated the dark corridor. The white-haired young lady sauntered in quietly, her eyes half-closed like she was on a mental journey. Her footsteps echoed, and in the darkness where the radiance couldn't reach, pairs of red eyes gazed at their prey with greed and murderous intent. These hunters enveloped in black crawled up the wall silently, slowly approaching their prey. The young lady didn't seem to notice that she was in a precarious situation. She muttered under her breath, continued to saunter along the corridor, scanning the broken stone sculptures and activated mechanisms from time to time. At this moment, the silent hunters were ready. They widened their ferocious mouths, revealing their razor-sharp fangs, like the blades of assassins waiting to strike a critical blow at an opportune time.
"They are destroyed here too…"
At this moment, the young lady murmured and moved her right arm slightly.
"———!"
