Antanas' finger glided lightly across the screen, zooming in on the map's details, his gaze fixed on that red dot.,The air in the corridor was heavy with damp, cold air. Two shadows stirred up a gust of icy wind.,Antanas' fingertips flickered with pale blue light, constructing a transparent barrier that enveloped her and Sinola, deflecting the celestial disasters of the illusion one by one.。