Do not deprive me of

The air in the corridor was heavy with damp, cold air. Two shadows stirred up a gust of icy wind.,The visions in their eyes were constantly shifting, sometimes transforming into a hell that consumed them, and other times becoming beautiful scenery that beguiled their minds.,Unlike the two who scurried into this cell, New King must have just finished his maintenance work on a certain level of the negative sixth floor. He's definitely coming over at an unhurried and elegant pace, estimated to arrive later than expected.。