"Boss… it looks like this hotel is surrounded."
Liz hurried toward us, her steps quick and uneven, as though the ground itself might give way beneath her at any moment.
Robin and Frederick followed close behind, their expressions equally tense—tight jaws, furrowed brows, eyes flickering with unease.
There was no trace of their usual composure.
Henry had already ordered everyone earlier to pack their belongings as a precaution.
Though all our essential supplies were stored within Cassel's portable space, we still carried a fair amount of equipment and necessities on hand.
It was a calculated decision—one born from experience.
Besides, it was clear that Cae intended to keep the existence of his spatial ability a secret.
A decision I wholeheartedly supported.
In a world like this, it was never wise to reveal all your cards.
A hidden trump card could mean the difference between survival and annihilation.
