Do not deprive me of

The sixth floor, a frigid hall with lingering scents of alcohol and cold, punctuated by the occasional snores of a sleeping warden. ●search.●,Antanas' fingertips flickered with pale blue light, constructing a transparent barrier that enveloped her and Sinola, deflecting the celestial disasters of the illusion one by one.,An hour ago, they were prisoners. Now, they are partners who can roam freely within the prison walls, a strange mix of excitement and liberation fills their hearts.。