At that moment, Lyrian stood up and looked at the map. Every path was covered in the golden aura, and the circle was complete.
At that moment, the golden aura from the map began traveling through different lines and cracks in the walls.
It protruded out, slowly climbing toward the iron door at the end of the room.
Everyone stared at it as it finally made contact with the door on all sides.
*Click*
Everyone waited in anticipation.
*Woosh!*
The door flew open,
*Bang*
Slamming against the other side of the wall. The force of all four doors on all four sides of the center room sent gusts of wind inside.
This wind went to every other door, allowing each group to feel the other group's presence from their opened door.
Lyrian, being closest to the door, began walking forward into the center room. Just then, Jalern tried to brush past him.
"Get out of the way, peasant. The leader will go first."
