Puppet Theater?
Nora's mind inexplicably conjured an image:
A few little girl puppets were dancing rigidly, with strings stretching down from the sky and connecting to their arms. With a look of boredom, Medea was propping up her cheek with her left hand, while her right hand was nonchalantly pulling the control board, manipulating them.
Yuck...
Nora felt somewhat uncomfortable for no apparent reason. If this were the real world and Aske were not with her, she would have run as far away as she could have by now.
However, this was only a script after all, and exploring the map was necessary, so she still allowed her Spiritual Body to attach itself to the gate, slowly opening a crack.
Then she swiftly slipped inside.
Huh?
It was actually empty inside.
