Faced with the stares of so many Mutants, Yang An merely sneered before suddenly vanishing from their sight.
In an instant, he was back in Broken Armor.
Yang An couldn't be bothered with the chaos on the 6th Floor. True or false, what could he do about it anyway? It would only slow his progress.
Now that he had the information he needed, his next step was naturally to cross the area outside the city and head deeper into Broken Armor.
Upon returning to Broken Armor, his vision was filled with darkness. A quick scan of his surroundings revealed that he was beneath a pile of ruins.
The ruins looked familiar; the rusted remains of iron cages were scattered everywhere.
Without a doubt, this was the prison on the 6th Floor where he had been before.
This finally confirmed that the 6th Floor and Broken Armor were directly connected. Perhaps it was a temporal difference—the 6th Floor was Broken Armor's past, and Broken Armor was the 6th Floor's future.
