"Be everyone ready?"
Dorhud, as the leader of our group, looked briefly at the three of us in front of the large door leading deeper into the bunker.
We were all ready. My black obsidian sword was in the dimensional button in my pocket and I could unleash it at any moment. My mana reserves were full and I was mostly healed.
Ezareth, too, was more alert than ever. Her weapons were presumably inside her dimensional ring, waiting to materialize in this world. She was wearing normal clothes until now, but now she was in a set of light armor.
Hardil… Well, he had no armor or weapon. So he only had a simple, straight dagger that Ezareth had given him.
"Then let's go."
Dorhud took a deep breath, placed his hand on the great door, and pushed it gently. The door not only lifted the dust from the floor but also crumbled slightly, revealing the darkness behind it as it opened wide.