Magical Weapons

Magical Weapons

After changing into our usual gear, we passed through reception and headed to the gate room.

I deployed my Spirit Armament, exchanged glances with my companions, and stood before the oval gate.

After confirming that a hand was on my shoulder, I stepped into the darkness within the ring.

I felt myself being pulled in. A moment later, hard ground met my boots.

Jagged rock surrounded us. The damp walls were illuminated by the lantern-shaped LED hanging at my waist.

I swept my gaze around, making sure my companions were all close by.

It was like a gigantic mine shaft.

The cave had been roughly carved into a rectangular shape. Wooden pillars about ten meters long reinforced the walls and ceiling.

I lightly brushed the ground with the sole of my boot. It was uneven, but not enough to be called treacherous. Tripping and falling was unlikely...