There was a deeper floor to this underground base that Blake didn't even known it existed.
He looked around as they descended, then glanced at Myles.
"Shouldn't we help Estelle, or Tania at this point...?"
"No."
"But why?"
"We'll continue with your improvement."
Blake scratched the back of his head.
'Ah, right... so we will do that every day, for real?'
Yesterday, they'd already planned most of what there was to plan about the infiltration.
They'd stayed up rather late going over routes, security, possible contingencies, and who would be responsible for what.
Blake had woken up late today, too.
He'd honestly assumed he didn't have anything to do.
Apparently, Myles had simply let him oversleep.
Because the moment Blake had eaten, he'd been brought down here.
The doors opened.
Blake stepped inside, looking around.
'...Is this a gym?'
It was definitely some kind of gym.
