"So you're saying we're in a special dimension belonging to the ship's fake owner? And the only way to escape is to kill that person?" Liora repeated, her expression serious.
"That's right." Margaret nodded slightly, folding her arms across her chest. "We're trapped here, and we won't be able to get out unless we kill the ship's fake owner."
That was the explanation she had received earlier from the man in the painting.
At first, Margaret didn't believe him. However, he convinced her by asking her to destroy the hall they were in.
When Margaret did so, she was shocked. The hall returned to its original state, as if some powerful magic were controlling it.
She tried several more times, but the result remained the same. Eventually, she began to trust the man and accepted the mission he gave her so that she and the others could escape this special dimension.
