Sanders stared at the dark passageway ahead, where a faint light slowly began to shine through, and a mysterious fluctuation emerged, seemingly about to engulf him.
Sanders was momentarily taken aback, as if he had discerned the true nature of this fluctuation.
He raised his eyebrows slightly and murmured softly, "Interesting."
He didn't resist the fluctuation, or rather, he couldn't resist it in the cramped passageway.
As the fluctuation enveloped his entire body, a majestic voice echoed in his ears.
"In my name, seek my traces."
With the sound falling, he saw that within the distant dark passageway, a multitude of "treasures" precious to him were slowly materializing.
Manuscripts of the Legendary Wizard's knowledge, lost experimental equipment, mysterious Alchemical creations, and valuable materials.
A covetous red gleam flashed in Sanders' eyes, but it soon faded, giving way to contemplation.
