The air in the corridor was heavy with damp, cold air. Two shadows stirred up a gust of icy wind.,Antanas and Sinora moved in perfect unison within the dream realm. The corridors echoed with their determined footsteps and the clash of magic, until finally, after a series of hallways and multiple turns, they arrived at the cell marked on the map.,An hour ago, they were prisoners. Now, they are partners who can roam freely within the prison walls, a strange mix of excitement and liberation fills their hearts.。