Grace commanded, "Send someone over and break down this mural."

A group of bodyguards swiftly drew their weapons and began pounding on the mural. It crumbled under a barrage of forceful blows, revealing an ancient and sturdy bronze door.

At the center of the door, a fist-sized eye held everyone's gaze with its unsettling deep red glow, resembling a gem.

From the eye, a fan-like pattern spread out, breaking the bronze surface into eight sections. Each section was adorned with unique images.

The surface of the door featured unusual frog-like symbols. Their twisted and contorted shapes contributed to the overall mystique of the scene.

The leader of the envoy team turned to Grace, his expression curious. "Ms. Linsor?"

He paused, eyeing the red gemstone on the bronze door. Its value was apparent, making him cautious about any impulsive actions.

Grace was concise in her

if there was something behind that door easily. As for a

envoy team signaled, prompting the team to grab their weapons

their persistent efforts, the sturdy door remained unyielding. It stood like an immovable

possible?

smashed it with a sledgehammer,

the undamaged bronze door, exchanging bewildered

just exerted all their strength, using every weapon available.

let's use dynamite!" The leader of the envoy team

figured dynamite might be the only way to break through. He refused to

want anyone caught

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