The chest was secured-ish in Verdant's Bag of Many Things, practically doubling, tripling its weight but she's hardier than she looked. The small interlude passed, and they moved in toward the main goal of the trip.

She had vaguely expected horrors and wonders in this land. Looks like they're running into the former first.

The serpent stared at the breach in the stone wall, where rough natural cavern gave way into precisely cut bricks quite obviously made by a different, sturdier kind of stone. A larger concern though, was how the darkness grew ink black past the threshold. There were no obvious sign beside it but she felt it anyway, like a shiver of icy touch dragging down her spine. A feeling of intrusion, of standing on the precipice, like the moment before jumping into deep water. Malice hung in the air, poorly disguised by the stench of ancient decay and dust, an open invitation to some kind of festering banquet hidden by the abyssal darkness.

Nope. Nope, nooope, absolutely not. Verdant's instinct and common sense united in a rare moment of complete and total agreement, that she almost screamed when Vesemir went to enter anyway. Thankfully Mr Elc grabbed him and prevented a very comically dumb ways to die.

[b][color=#38b000]"Bossman, that room is bad news."[/color][/b] She said with an uncharacteristically grave tone. [b][color=#38b000]"Even if whatever it sealed is long since loose. Look at the rubble, it shattered outward."[/color][/b]

What were the chance that some ancient abomination survived through some two millenia seal and eventually breaking out, but remained lingering here?

Her attention quickly moved on, almost too eager to get away from the dark room. She find two corpses, still clad in their full gear, and marked signs of desperately futile violence on both the door and weapons. The serpent knelt next to the skeletonized bodies, brusing the scattered patches of dark brown on the floor around them.

[b][color=#38b000]"They died slowly."[/color][/b] She proclaimed, having good estimate of how much bleeding the doomed pair had. [b][color=#38b000]"Deep injuries? And it keep reopen when they attack the door. Until they run out of strength and lay down waiting for the last moment."[/color][/b] She stepped back, watching curiously at Vesemir uttering some foreign language to the door. [b][color=#38b000]"Why dont they just leave? What's trapping them here?"[/color][/b]