The consistent, soothing hums of multiple air conditioners sang a lonely melody in the depths of a special underground facility, chilly yet temperate winds ensuring that everyone inside was comfortable.
However, it was unknown whether they truly felt that way.
Everyone inside was slumbering, after all, protected by a translucent-red divine barrier.
The serenity was faintly marred by the metallic door's beep, which slid open the next moment.
A pink-haired woman in her late twenties scanned her eyes over the sleeping bladeborns, who were trapped somewhere in the Myriad Sword Realm, with a slightly heavy heart.
She then entered with three people, one of whom was the authorized warden of the facility.
"Where is he?"
"We've freed up cubicle thirteen and placed the young man there as you requested, Division Head Hailey," the warden responded with a deep, respectful bow.
Hailey nodded in appreciation, walking over, her heavy heart mildly appeased by the faint hums of machinery.
