Loccy reinforced the western ceiling arch while Ferra dismantled the First Prince's concealed security lock one steel fastener at a time.
The undercroft defense grid awoke before the final bolt disengaged, sensing the intrusion with hostile mechanical precision.
Armored sentinels unfolded from concealed ceiling niches, their jointed stone frames housing salvaged divine power cores.
Wicked extraction hooks ascended from the floor channels beneath them, designed to penalize whichever spiritual circulation attempted to counter them first.
"Divine cores above and demonic extraction tools below!" Hajin shouted, his eyes narrowing as he analyzed the interlocking trap.
"Nobody unleashes a broad counter, and nobody permits these two hostile systems to touch living flesh!"
"Leave the frontline vanguard to me, summoner!" Loccy called out, striding forward to take point beside him.
