Chapter 195: 2nd Floor
The 60-second timer evaporated.
The world dissolved in a familiar, sterile shimmer of blue light, the digital hum of the Tower's system filling our ears.
We re-materialized not in an antechamber, but directly onto the next floor.
The urban decay of the city street was gone, replaced by a wide, circular plaza.
A large, shattered fountain, its water long since stagnant, sat in the exact center.
The plaza was a kill-box, a classic arena for a wave-survival trial, with four dark alleys opening onto it at the cardinal points.
The virtual sky was a bruised, sickly twilight, offering little light.
"That..." Alex let out a shaky breath, the adrenaline from the flawless, silent execution on Floor 1 still humming in his veins.
"That was incredible, Chief. They didn't even touch us."
Kaelen Vance nodded, his face pale but his eyes shining with a newfound, fragile confidence.
"I'm... I'm still at 85% mana. I've never finished a fight that high."
