Progress is ideal, but the situation is dire.
If it really is the latter possibility, and I am already in the Inner World, then perhaps my thinking is a bit rigid, but I must admit that my competitor seems to be maintaining their combat power quite ideally.
Unconsciously, I've completed the switch between the outer and Inner World, even flawlessly portraying a young girl, all proving that my state is fine while having a certain grasp between dimensions.
Why am I so sure that this is the Inner World?
Besides the previous deduction, it's because the real world has quite prohibitive effects on the Transcendent; otherwise, this task would likely not appear. Actually, there's another auxiliary detector—though Rachel was left behind, the dangerous act of taking chestnuts out of the fire in the Art Prison has finally come in handy.
The hand I showed to Tina earlier doesn't feel as relaxed as it appears.
