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Rael had kept her eyes on Benkei as he traversed the death trap, almost in an ingenious way, moving diagonally across the floor-plates, tricking the mechanisms. Stepping on a tile activated the tile in front of it. It was a simple trap as she thought about it. Most people would be scared of the ceiling coming in on them and would have rushed over to the console of levers and likely skewered themselves in a panic. A trap replying on a group’s sense of calm. She was just surprised Benkei, or anyone for that matter, figured it out before Seele broke from holding the ceiling at bay.

Graves had reacted to spikes with pain… so what would it be like if they all were crushed? Rael thought back to another dungeon where her party couldn’t escape a room in similar circumstance. Wayfarer’s were simulated with a armor of sorts where pain receptors didn’t factor in. They didn’t get hurt or sick or winded. But the tables had changed. She looked at the ceiling for a second and grimaced at the pain before looking back to Seele. How was she holding up in her casting? Rael herself had use one advanced spell-like ability and she had felt [i]winded[/i], so she couldn’t imagine what a sustained spell felt like.

She turned back to Benkei as he reached the door and shouted out a riddle. Looking down at the floor to avoid spikes, Rael followed him to the door. The illumination of his ring and her spear revealing the upper-half of the room in clear view.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind and the kid—the archer—was at the levers, avoiding the spikes. Impulsive. Stupid. What if he had underclocked himself and landed on the wrong spot?

[color=#87c735]"I... did it! What... lever are we supposed to pull?"[/color]

Rael looked back to the rhyme and repeated the verse that stuck out to her, [color=#A84B5E]“Your job’s to find the wisdom that’s required to pass this door.”[/color]

She looked to the levers. [i]Which one was supposed to represent wisdom?[/i]


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