"It was nothing. Still, it looks like the Dream Eye's Erosion is getting worse for you, sister!"
Regan's expression was grave as he spoke, his voice filled with worry.
"I'm fine. Once this blood sacrifice is complete and I successfully master this Dream Eye, I can achieve a balance and become a Dream Emissary..."
Nira hadn't finished speaking when she was interrupted by a knock on the door.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
"Hello, sorry to bother you. We need to clean the compartment now. Would you mind opening the door?"
A gentle young man's voice came from outside the door.
Hearing this, Regan subconsciously glanced at Nira. After seeing her give a slight shake of her head, he cleared his throat and replied in a heavily accented Yu Country dialect, "Thanks, but we don't have any trash. No need!"
After he spoke, there was no sound from outside.
Just as Regan turned to look at his sister, ready to continue their interrupted conversation, the voice rang out again at an inopportune moment.
