In the odd space tinted by a light green halo, Fisher's agile body kept climbing upwards. As the height increased, he realized that the green jelly-like entities surrounding him were like the walls of this space, and beyond these walls was an even denser and more gigantic mass of jelly-like matter, pulsating as if some bizarre form of life was writhing.
"Why does it feel like this space is inside the body of a member of the Slime Species?"
As Fisher continued to ascend, the once muffled conversation from below became clearer and clearer. It turned out to be two young ladies talking—they were both wearing black robes, standing on the green wall, tearing at and insulting each other,
"It's all your fault! Why didn't you check if there was anyone in the room before? Couldn't you wait for people to leave before trying to steal the Ice?"
"Huh? We didn't split the tasks, so why isn't it your job?! I'm the older sister; you should listen to me!"
