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There it was.
The final layer. The last stretch of this beautifully designed psychological torture simulator.
I stretched my neck once, glanced at the party. Everyone looked steadier today. Like we didn't went into a traumatizing flashbacks.
Zeref caught my gaze and gave me a small nod. Not forced. Not brittle. Just… ready..
I tapped YES.
The cavern shifted.
The arena vanished like it had never existed. No walls. No barriers. Just an open expanse of rock and glowing veins of ore embedded into the earth.
And not just any ores.
My gamer instincts kicked in so violently I almost bit my tongue.
"Crap."
I blinked closer.
No, no, no.
That shine. That density. That texture.
"Those are legendary-grade ores."
Dragon ores were nestled in clusters like oversized gemstones that decided to flex on capitalism.
