"Hooah…"
Lane let out a long yawn, passing through the Gate leading to the Eldenveil. He wasn't exactly tired, not physically, at the very least - as an SS-ranker, he could go on for days with little to no rest and still be perfectly fine - but the mental fatigue caused by the boredom of the past few days, combined with the cold winter air, left him feeling distracted and sluggish.
However, it all changed the moment he set foot in the dungeon. From then on, his grey eyes sharpened, carefully scanning the surroundings, trying to pick up on any detail that could seem out of place. It all could become useful later, if the Allens made any move against him.
