Sinora leaned closer, her pupils reflecting a shimmering light as she nodded rapidly, signaling to Antanas that she was ready.,The air in the corridor was heavy with damp, cold air. Two shadows stirred up a gust of icy wind.,Xin'ola turned back to look at the transparent curtain left at the doorway, its edges still bearing that detestable sealing mechanism structure. It ensured the metal door fit perfectly with the frame.。