Akiol looked up and whistled, "This tower is something else."
Opportunity agreed, "A total of three hundred floors. All the same size."
"Shouldn't this be well known already? Especially with a size like this."
"You can only see it through a special condition, other than that it will never appear in your view."
"What is that special condition?"
"An entrance that can only be opened by chosen ones."
"You're a chosen one?"
"It isn't as grand as you think. This place is unforgiving."
A group of three walked over. One was cloaked in a dark purple energy, they had no weapons in sight. One was equipped with an ordinary looking leather set, a spear rested on their back. The last one was an archer, a war bow in their hand.
Opportunity raised a hand to greet them, "It seems like you arrived before us."
"So this is your younger brother, he seems ordinary."
Stars made a sound, 'I don't like this guy.'
Akiol was intrigued, "What do you mean by that?"
