Eleanor, Kiara, and Ophelia entered rooms sixteen, seventeen, and eighteen respectively.
Upon stepping inside, Eleanor paused to take in her surroundings. The chamber was larger than any changing room she had ever seen, though not nearly the size of her own bedroom. Its walls, floor, and ceiling were made of a matte black metal, cool and severe, without a single trace of ornament. The place was barren, devoid of furniture or fittings… except for a humanoid, black-coloured robot standing motionless at the far end.
"Nora, is this room safe?" she asked silently.
"The walls are layered with nullsteel and filled with obsidian, the same for the door, floor, and ceiling. From what I know, this chamber should be resistant to magical probes, divination spells, and it is also soundproof. The light you see is from dozens of small lumen crystals embedded in the ceiling. As for the robot… it appears to be fully autonomous, without any link to systems outside this room." Nora replied.
