Grace moved swiftly and quietly down the eerily silent corridor, her youthful, voluptuous figure exuding confidence after a dose of Eternum.
Her brown eyes narrowed thoughtfully as she glanced around, alert and poised, with Amelia and Yui cautiously trailing behind her. The trio moved with wary steps, weapons raised and ready, fully expecting to engage in fierce combat against the tower's guards.
Yet as they advanced, an unnerving sight unfolded before them. The hallway, lit by flickering emergency lights, was littered with carnage—guards lay sprawled across the floor, their bodies grotesquely torn apart, limbs scattered, flesh and blood smearing the metallic surfaces. It was a horrific scene, almost unreal in its brutality.
"Did some train run through these guys?" Grace mumbled in amusement.
