"Rune, see this."
Lydia's voice cut through the silence, her sharp eyes fixed on a sheet of paper she'd pulled from the desk.
"Is this the layout of this place?"
We'd been scouring the chamber for clues before rushing blindly after Drane.
One thing was obvious: they left this room in a hurry. Too many documents scattered, chairs pulled back carelessly, and notes that looked half-finished.
If they had expected us to escape the colosseum this early, they wouldn't have been this sloppy.
I walked over and looked at the paper in her hand. My eyes ran across the inked lines, the angular corridors, the wide chamber drawn at the center. My heart skipped.
"Wait.." I muttered.
[No way.]
"This layout…" I whispered, my stomach tightening. "This is the same as the boss room of the S-rank dungeon."
Lydia's eyes shot wide. "The S-rank dungeon? The one you said you wanted to clear... for an F-rank sword?"
I nodded, my grip tightening on the paper.
