Diana used the Flame to blaze a path, turning the entire corridor red-hot, leaving behind only charred corpses wherever the fire reached. A disturbance caught her attention, and Diana focused her gaze on the office door of the archives.
"Lucina?" she tried to push open the half-closed door, found a heavy object bracing it, and squeezed sideways to enter.
At that moment, Steve poked his upper body out of the interior office. Diana's arm muscles tensed, clenching her fists tightly as flames flowed along her arms.
"You have... you've impressed me, Diana," Steve said, looking composed.
"You impress me too," Diana replied, her eyes scanning around Steve trying to spot Lucina.
"I thought you would explain the patterns. Have you joined Yasla?" Steve asked.
"I think you should be the one explaining," Diana responded.
"Me? Why? Explain what?" Steve asked with a smile.
"You sent an assassin to kill me, right?" Diana queried.
