Crackle.
The doors opened as Greg, Adam, and Risha entered the elevator area, moving towards one of the platforms.
Adam turned around looking at the workers about to relax after a hard day's work. They were laughing loudly, patting each other on the shoulders and talking about something.
A slight smile appeared on Adam's face.
'Looks like the Lower Ring is far from hell, doesn't it? I'm sure those guys have dangerous jobs, but they know what they're doing.'
Then, Adam raised his head looking around.
There were rails to some of the platforms as workers continued to extract resources from the second and third floors.
Tremble.
With a slight shudder, one of the platforms rose, revealing five silhouettes. Each of them was a Phantom coming from the deeper floors.
Unlike the workers, there was no joy on their faces, instead, they were hurt and greatly disappointed in themselves. Two of them with dark faces were holding their mate who was passed out and lost his left arm.
