Arlon stood in the grand hall of Floor 9 – Level 2, watching as the last remnants of his enemies faded into nothingness.
His movements had been sharp, precise, and effortless, each swing of Aetherion's Edge cutting through the monsters as if they were nothing more than training dummies.
Still, before moving forward, he paused.
For the first time since entering the Tower, he attempted to send a message to June.
He accessed the system's communication panel, selecting her name—
Only to see the words:
[Connection Unavailable]
Arlon frowned.
He tried again.
Same result.
So, the Tower really does cut off all outside communication.
He supposed it made sense.
This place wasn't meant to be tackled in teams—everyone had to face its challenges alone.
But it was still annoying.
With a quiet sigh, he dismissed the panel.
There was no point dwelling on it.
Without hesitation, Arlon accepted the next level, Level 3.
