The fourth room after the training arena was quiet.
A narrow corridor led Corey to a reinforced metal door etched with the sigil of the Miracle Hunters Association- a spear stabbing through a spiral cycle- the same one engraved into his silver badge.
The door slid open with a faint hiss the moment he stepped close.
Inside, the supply room was spacious and dimly lit with shelves and racks arranged neatly in rows. It smelled faintly of steel, leather, and old incense.
On the left were standard rations and mana boosters- devices that were artificially created to regenerate one's mana by a little amount using a mana crystal.
On the right were weapon racks, relic compartments, and small boxes marked with different codes.
A holographic screen blinked to life above a pedestal in the center of the room.
His badge on his waist released a silver glow, and a mechanical voice resounded in the room.
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[Silver Access: Confirmed.]
[Mission Recognized: Voices of the Quiet Soul.]
