With that thought in mind, Asher walked forward with calm, measured steps, for he had been leaning against the thick metallic door that led to the prison chamber. Within this room, only a single door seemed to exist aside from the one beside him, so Asher walked toward it, and from the ceiling high above his head, he could already deduce that he was at the highest floor of the structure.
'No windows of any kind,' he thought to himself as he walked with composed ease, as though he were not infiltrating the base of an unknown organization whose intentions and capabilities remained entirely obscure to him.
Arriving at the door, Asher phased through it once again with silent ease, but what met his eyes this time was complete darkness; however, it did not matter. Asher simply willed it, and the Astra energy in the air responded obediently, subtly brightening the place, and what stretched before him was a descending circular staircase spiraling downward into unseen depths.
