The sixth floor, a frigid hall with lingering scents of alcohol and cold, punctuated by the occasional snores of a sleeping warden. ●search.●,Sinora leaned closer, her pupils reflecting a shimmering light as she nodded rapidly, signaling to Antanas that she was ready.,Xin'ola thought about it for a moment and then let go of her anger. She then crossed the threshold inside the cell with Antanas.。