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Night had fallen.
Inside a dark room within the Tenth-Floor City—
"Huff… huff…"
Alina panted softly, her breath uneven.
Clutching at her pink ponytail in frustration, she muttered, "That ghost's ability… it must be tracking, right? We barely escaped, and it still found us not long after."
Liyue exhaled deeply, steadying her breathing.
After running all over the Tenth-Floor City, even her usually calm voice trembled with fatigue.
"It seems so," she murmured. "The bait traps we set up were seen through almost immediately."
After sneaking into the city yesterday, they'd scattered countless traps and decoys to confuse the ghost. Yet, after barely half a day of rest, the ghost had found them again.
They'd spent the entire day setting up new traps—even luring it toward the hills outside the Tenth-Floor City. Then they had to run, circle back, and weave false trails again and again.
"Damn it! At this rate, I'm going to run out of hair to cut!"
