Given the size of the tower, just walking the stairs—set at a gradual angle that spiraled around half the tower—took them quite a while. Xu Tao patiently took step after step, mindful of traps, if any existed.
To their surprise, the second floor didn't look much different from the first.
The same murals covered all sides, with only one difference. In the middle of the room stood a lone monument, shining with faint golden light.
"Huh?"
"What?"
But that wasn't the most shocking part. Instead, it was—
"Why is Arthur's half here too?"
They had reunited with the other half so quickly.
It was true that they both climbed the steps toward the same floor… but nearly everyone had expected some kind of spatial trickery to separate the two groups.
"Is this an illusion?" Arthur raised a brow, walking toward Xu Tao's side before—
THUD!
—he bumped into something.
"Argh! T-That hurts...!" Arthur groaned, clutching his nose, which bled lightly.
