At this moment, it was merely a natural response, prompting everyone to start packing up to leave.
Odin cast one last glance at the wall embedded with countless, varied wooden doors, exchanged a glance with Leiya, and only then did he lead everyone away.
Lady Douding quietly watched them disappear into the darkness, and the square fell silent again, leaving her alone. Yet she wasn't afraid, only faintly concerned about the Stargate matter, standing motionlessly with the Great Shield.
...
The world behind the door—
Fang Hong gazed in wonder as the red gold plates in his hand each flew away, thin as sheets of paper, twisting and folding, overlapping with each other to form a winding spiral staircase leading up to the ceiling.
Until the last red gold plate closed at the end of the staircase, like a gust of wind blowing through the window at the end of the corridor, sending papers flying and lifting his hair.
