A month had passed, and Scopulus stood in a hidden location with a dark, furious expression as he glared at Yusri. He growled, "This brilliant idea was yours! The plan's already in motion, and there's no turning back now. So, where the hell is Felix?"

Yusri looked just as dumbfounded, puzzled as to what the hell Felix was doing inside the Tower of Babel.

Ever since he went back in on the first day for the second time, he had not stepped out once in an entire month. The emerald bed was already