When the wall fell, Atlas and the red-haired man were left staring at each other. This matter was not fate, but coincidence. After all, the probability that they would both find the manor and find each other in the manor was not a small one. Since they'd both been present inside for some time, it was really only natural for them to meet.
The red-haired man had a smiling expression on his face, while Atlas was cold. They didn't have any kind of relationship, but it looked like now was the time to change that.
Behind them, one of the walls shifted, revealing the pathway to the "playroom" that the voice spoke of. However, rather than entering it, the two remained where they were.
"You won't let me go until we fight?"
"I have things I need to confirm."
The red-haired man shrugged.
"Then attack and confirm for yourself."
Atlas nodded and did exactly as he was told. He readied his fists and charged in.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!