Round 420

Merrin’s mace struck the stone floor with a resounding clang, echoing through the chamber. The sound was abruptly cut off by the grinding of gears and scraping of metal as the massive stone door at the dais began to slide open, revealing a dimly lit corridor beyond. The water pressure gauge on the wall fell silent, and the ground stopped its trembling. Varikka’s grip on her mace tightened, her eyes wide with both relief and apprehension.

Merrin crouched low, her mace at the ready as she watched the massive stone door slowly slide open before them. The sound of grinding gears and scraping metal filled the chamber, echoing off the thick stone walls. Varikka, she hissed, stay alert. We don't know what's waiting for us in there.

As the door finally opened fully, revealing a dimly lit corridor beyond, Merrin took a tentative step forward, her eyes scanning the darkness for any sign of movement or threat.