Imprisonment (2)

The heavy door creaked slightly as the guard pulled it outward.

Arthur didn't move at first. He simply smirked, nodding at them in approval.

Perfect.

He had successfully removed Adam from the equation, locking him away in a position where he couldn't interfere—at least not for the next two weeks. The game's imprisonment system was strict; once a player was incarcerated, they would be held for a set period unless external intervention occurred. And Arthur had ensured that no such intervention would come.

Even better? He now had an ironclad alibi.

If anyone questioned him about his talents, all he had to do was point out that he, too, had been taken prisoner and his alibi was Adam.

And when the time came for Adam to be freed… well, Arthur would be freed too.

Arthur stepped out of the cell, rolling his shoulders as if he had just finished a long stretch.

"Well then, let's go."