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Albrecht gazed appreciatively at the heroic mural for a moment, letting out a low whistle as he allowed the details to sink in. A part of him, admittedly a less intelligent, more contrarian part, wanted to set the magically-sealed door on fire, just to see what would happen, but alas, it was Alice who was their guidepost and leader this time around, and the green-haired youth was just there to see things happen. He glanced momentarily at the western door, wondering if someone else wanted to take a look in it, but unless Alice moved on, the scion of the Dietrich conglomerate felt no particular need to point it out.

[color=82ca9d]"I'll bring some light in there then," [/color]he said, walking up to the raised platform. Extracting a marble from his pockets, he rubbed his thumb over it, setting the glass ablaze with a soft, slow flame. It neither burned himself, nor did it immediately damage the surface; a weak, but bright flame was what surrounded the object. With that, the young man dropped it down into the hole, watching it light up the insides while also listening to when it would inevitably hit something.

And when it did?

Well, Alice was a robotic girl. She can make the calculations of the drop from there.