An Understated Dominance by Marina Vittori

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.

everything!" Grace was

couldn't afford to give up if there was something behind that door easily. As for a single

envoy team signaled, prompting the team to grab their

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

possible? We can't even

door made of? I smashed it with

at the undamaged bronze door, exchanging bewildered

every weapon available. Some broke, others rolled, but the door

leader of the envoy team decisively issued the

break through.

step back! We don't want