The flickering message hung in the air like a bleeding sigil.
[Unauthorised observation attempt detected.]
[Source: Unknown. Interdimensional layer breach – Blocked.]
[Response protocol: Passive Trace Deployed.]
Leonhardt leaned back, hands steepled under his chin, eyes locked on the glowing interface. The energy lingering in the air wasn't divine. Not system-based either. Something older. Cruder. Someone had tried to tear a hole in the dungeon's reality and peek through it with their bare hands.
It had failed.
Barely.
"Who the hell tries to bypass the System?"
[Someone arrogant.]
Ifrit's voice was quiet, a hint of caution and anger flickering along with her golden flames.
(Or maybe a crazy stalker...)
Dravanna made light of the situation, but her small body hugged Leonhardt tightly while stroking his cheek as if to reassure him like a mother.
[Analysing magical residue...]
[Cross-referencing known data points...]
[Classification: UNKNOWN ORIGIN – WESTERN VEIL]
