Karl sighed as he wondered how to phrase things so that they made sense.
"At some point in the distant past, the prison cell, as you called it, became untethered from its location, and began to collide with random Immortal Worlds. That leeched the energy out of it, and caused the wards on the place to break to the point that I simply walked in when it collided with my world.
I brought my exploration team with me, thinking that it was the Secret Realm of a long dead Immortal.
Which might not actually be wrong.
What we found was a space full of withered plants, the bones of humans who had been trapped inside, lacking the skills to leave, and not much else.
I found the old core stone to the space and put it back in its location at the top of the stairs, which opened the door, and that's when your people came in.
