Inside the water dungeon of Dragon Bone City, Lucas still hadn't calmed down.
He continued pacing back and forth restlessly, sending ripples splashing through the murky water. The constant movement made Luca, who was trying to rest, even more irritated.
"I already told you to calm down," Luca said sharply. "Why are you still pacing like that? You're stirring up all the water—our living conditions are bad enough as it is, and now you're making them worse!"
Lucas, however, shot back without a hint of guilt.
"How am I supposed to calm down?! If the Crimson King never summons us, we're going to die down here!"
"And what exactly is your pacing supposed to accomplish?"
Luca's voice was cold, cutting through the sound of splashing water.
At that, Lucas fell silent.
He knew Luca was right—his agitation served no purpose at all.
