Five minutes passed after the Empire entered.
Then the strongman's voice rang out again.
"Lionheart Kingdom. Second."
Michael's eyebrow rose slightly.
He did not know how the order had been arranged. If he had known, he would have realized earlier that this was one of those silent privileges that came with being the kingdom that discovered the ruin.
Though it was uncertain whether this could truly be called a benefit.
Being second meant earlier access.
Earlier access also meant first contact with whatever dangers were inside.
A double edged gift.
The Lionheart group shifted.
The fifteen nobles formed up as they had been instructed.
Three lines.
Three teams.
Five people each.
The strongman lifted his hand again.
"Remember what I said," he called, voice steady. "If you do not want your group to be separated upon entry, keep contact as you enter. Do not leave gaps."
Then the Tenth Prince moved.
Group Two went first.
Then they vanished.
A short pause followed.
