action/reaction
“Oh, boy... the knights really weren’t kidding when they said that rebellion was crushed, huh.”
Sylvain gives a low whistle as they venture forth, stepping over slabs of broken rock as he walks. Everything’s in shambles; it’s impossible to tell what this building even was back in its prime, but the cracks and burns and chips along what little manages to still stand tell enough of a story well on its way to being forgotten.
It’s a shame; he bets it was quite a beautiful structure before battle tore it down.
“Well, since the city’s underground and everything here’s been more or less blown to pieces, I guess it’s safe enough to assume that the door we’re looking for is gonna be beneath our feet, too.” Though, if a city’s meant to be hidden, he also doesn’t doubt it’ll take a bit of work to actually unveil the door itself. What would it take—magic? A contraption? A puzzle? Perhaps a mix of all three.
“Remember to watch your step!” he calls back, then, a little quieter to the person behind him, he grins and offers a hand. “C’mon. Better to be safe than sorry, yeah?”
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