Chapitre 109: Anomaly

With all the members of his party within arm's length of himself, Cynrik cast [Shadow Veil], covering all four of them in a shroud of Dark Mana.

"Everyone stay close; we move as one unit; if my legs move, your legs move, be watching for any hand signs I give. Keep your weapons at the ready." Cynrik's eyes shifted away from his party towards a stone door the size of a full-sized SUV, and he made his way over to it. He slowly reached forward and applied just enough pressure on the door to inch it open without looking back.

Unexpectedly, when the door cracked open, a blast of hot, sulfuric-smelling air forced its way through and past Cynrik, jostling his hair, making his pupils shrink. He could faintly hear the sounds of multiple hissing and grunts coming from the other side of the door. Cynrik pressed his face against the door and peered into the crack, which was less than an inch wide and activated [Mana Sight].