A peculiar spell light shone into the gloomy vertical corridor, illuminating the shortcut that went from Underground Layer 3 to the 79th Floor.
In the corridor, the abandoned lifting platform, the lack of maintenance on the chains, the paralyzed traction device, as well as smudges and scratches on the walls, were all exposed under this beam of light.
Especially that repairman who was perched upon the wall using an adhesion device and was cleaning the wall with alchemy tools.
He was startled by the sudden bright light and instinctively used his hands to cover his face, shielding his eyes from the direct rays.
"Damn it, watch the lighting, bastard, don't shine it in my eyes," the repairman shouted discontentedly.
Waves of magic equipped with a detection spell emanated from the entrance of the corridor and fell on the repairman, effecting no change.
"Captain, I've scanned him; he's a repairman."
Voices in conversation came from the entrance of the corridor.