“Everything that happened before was because of Alicia, and now, it seems like her presence is maintaining the calm and order on the first floor,” Bridget commented inwardly. To her surprise, Alicia’s eyes lit up upon noticing her arrival; the latter even flashed a smile.

“Bridget, you’re here! Come on over. We’ve been waiting for you and have already prepared for battle.” While saying that, Alicia loaded some bullets into a gun without any hesitation. Not a trace of banter or lightheartedness showed in her eyes. Instead, there was only unwavering determination. That represented how Alicia did not view what was happening as a game.

The former’s seriousness helped Bridget relax. Subsequently, she scanned the lineup of security guards with various expressions; some could be fearful, annoyed, or even resistant toward the orders Bridget was about to give—but none expressed their desire to leave.

That seemed odd to Bridget. Nevertheless, regardless of their reasons, it pleased her to see