They materialized inside a house.
At least, that's what it looked like when they scanned their surroundings.
It was a dark room—some kind of basement. A few bookshelves lined the walls, stacked with books and scrolls. There was even a sofa and a fireplace.
Clearly, someone spent a lot of time down here. Experimenting. Studying.
"Did it work?" Lucas asked, his gaze sweeping across the space, analyzing every corner.
"I think so." William pointed toward a staircase leading up to a door. "Exit's gotta be up there. Think there'll be guards waiting on the other side?"
Lucas, the one who knew Zanyi best, laughed.
"Relax. Even if there are, security's practically nonexistent." He shook his head. "Zanyi prefers to secure his residence with magical formations. The whole idea is that nobody gets in—so internal security is minimal."
That made sense. Zanyi was a formation master, one of the best in the kingdom—and the neighboring ones too. He had every reason to trust his defenses.
