When Azriel left, it wasn't long before the others woke as well, and Celestina had somewhat recovered.
Not long after, they were forced to climb their way back up…
Along the way, they passed dozens of dead void creatures—fallen from Floor -1.
Perhaps it was fortunate that they stumbled upon a ladder of ice waiting for them where the lift should have been.
The ladder was fragile yet sturdy enough to support them, allowing them to ascend one by one. It was then that they truly realized the extent of Azriel's control over ice—how effortlessly he had shaped it. And now, with his recent advancement, his constructs would only become stronger, more refined, and more durable.
At last, they reached Floor 0… where it seemed a massacre had taken place.
The void creatures that once roamed this level had all been released—and slaughtered in countless ways.
It was Henrik who voiced the question lingering in everyone's mind: Was this Azriel's doing?
