I made my way through the white-colored walls, acting the way a paranoid person would act when trying to appear calm and strong, and made my way through the damaged gate with my 'assistants' in lab coats walking beside me.
I got enough rest. I slept for about three hours in the room I was given, which was quite enough for me. I probably won't even need to sleep again until the operation is over.
"What kind of problems have you encountered so far?"
I asked, putting a hand to my chin as we continued to move forward, which was one of Frederick's habits. One of my 'assistants' answered me.
"The gate draws the mana it needs. Initially, it be functionin' properly, but then it becomes unstable all of a sudden. The amount of mana stays the same, but the intensity spikes for no reason, and then the gate goes outta control."
"Oh..."
This... actually sounds familiar.
"Do you have any idea, professor?"