As much as Azriel was eager to get his revenge on the Black-Antlered King, he knew he couldn't just wander aimlessly through the corridors of Floor -1. Who knew what else was lurking down here?
Of course, the Black-Antlered King was the strongest—perhaps the apex predator of this floor.
And besides, his soul armor still needed a bit more time to fully restore itself. If he wanted to take the Black-Antlered King down at full strength, he had to wait.
…So perhaps a warm-up would be best?
Azriel placed the lantern on the control panel and began inspecting the buttons and controls.
There wasn't absolutely no power on this floor—it had just been redirected. Since the facility had been evacuated, all remaining power was being used to hold the void creatures in their cells for as long as possible.
Which would be great… as long as they were still in their cells.
Or maybe Edge had already released the rest of them, leaving only the one behind the glass panel in front of Azriel.
