Elizabeth and Desir tried to argue for more forces again, but the Domain mage was clearly unbothered by logical arguments. Even Irwyn could tell rather quickly that there was no real point in trying to change the man’s mind. It was not strategy that motivated his choice, after all, but pettiness. Or perhaps ulterior motives. Either way, A-something, perhaps hole, soon enough shut down even those complaints.“Enough. The arranged time has come. We have to enter with the other groups, therefore, there is no further time for reconsideration.”Irwyn glanced at Elizabeth, who frowned, but finally sighed and nodded towards their group. The Magelord was already leaning against the large building’s doorway, cracking it open. He had heard it referred to as ‘vault’, but that did not seem like the best word. From what Irwyn understood, it was an entire complex with smaller actual vaults sprinkled within. It was also highly enchanted, a thousand strands of interwoven mana seeping deep into the thick walls, visible even from the outside but obscured in their nature.More importantly, the moment the doorway was open, the smell got far worse. Irwyn did not actually say that out loud in front of their semi-hostile company, but he nodded at Elizabeth’s questioning glance. Then her distant cousin beckoned for them to go in first, so they did.Before Irwyn took so much as a step inside, he felt something impact on his barrier and try to force its way through. The spell failed. Whatever Concept had empowered it - because anything less would not have even registered so strongly - was seemingly focused on stealth and ambush than punching power. After all, no one seemed to have felt the attack coming. But that was why Irwyn always had his barriers running. Why he had even committed one of his two ‘available’ Concepts to them.The idea behind that was simple. If he and Elizabeth were pretending to only possess two Concepts each at most, one had to obviously (...)