The restoration room.
The room that was designed specifically for the dome protocol. The only saving grace for Alexei with a capacity of ten thousand life pods. The room that determined whether Alexei lived or died. That was the room the warlocks were currently headed to.
They didn't know how they were supposed to do this, but they had to find a way around it. Angelo would probably be mad at them, but he wouldn't be mad forever, and that was what was keeping them sane.
Gaviria looked at the huge gold-plated door. It looked like the modern-day vault doors that the humans used in their banks.
It was heavy and couldn't be opened by just anyone. Those were the security measures put in place if Alexei was even in trouble and their only way out was to run. Gaviria stared at the door that stared right back at him and his mates.
