The sixth floor of the labyrinth was deathly silent.
The air still reeked of the Eat Devils' blood.
Cui Ciyou held the petite figure he had finally recovered tightly in his arms, as though trying to convey all the worry and longing of the past month-of the past four years-through that single embrace.
Roxy buried her face deep in his chest. Though her arms were weak from exhausting her mana, she used every ounce of strength she had to clutch the back of his clothes.
She greedily drank in that familiar warmth, that presence capable of melting all her fears away.
For them, the entire world seemed to have vanished at that moment.
Only each other's heartbeats remained, along with the precious joy of finding each other again.
But just as they clung to one another, wishing they could meld into each other's very flesh and bones-
A voice, languid and alluring, yet utterly ill-timed, drifted over from nearby:
"Well, I do enjoy watching these tender, deeply moving reunions."
"But if I'm not the one involved... it somehow isn't quite as enjoyable."
"So... how long are you two planning to keep hugging?"
"Any longer, and you might grow into each other."
That voice was like a drop of ice water falling into a pan of boiling oil.
In an instant, it shattered the intensely romantic atmosphere.
Roxy stiffened in his arms like a startled rabbit.
Then she pushed Cui Ciyou away with all her strength, and the two sprang apart.
Her pretty face, already flushed with excitement, turned so red it looked ready to bleed. She lowered her head helplessly, unable to look at anyone.
Cui Ciyou sighed in resignation and turned toward the culprit-Elinalise, who was leaning leisurely against the passage wall with her arms folded.
"Couldn't you have