“Mr. Draycott, you can’t crack this stone door’s arcane array either?” Aziel asked, looking at him.

“Don’t rush it. This arcane array’s unusual. It’ll take some time,” Dexton replied.

Aziel didn’t press him further. All he could do was wait in silence.

Jared couldn’t help but find Dexton’s pace amusing. For all the time he was taking, he was still beating around the bush. If Jared had stepped up, he could’ve broken it already. But this wasn’t the moment for that, so he stayed put.

Dexton studied the glow on the stone door for a long while. Then, a red light began to radiate from his palm as he slowly pressed it against the surface. The runes on the door lit up in red, and before long, those runes began to merge. The door quivered slightly, then gradually opened.

Seeing the door parting, Aziel laughed. “Mr. Draycott, you’re as incredible as ever. No arcane array stands a chance against you.”

Just as the door opened, the air around them trembled, and a woman materialized from the void. She wore a white robe, her long hair flowing over her shoulders, and behind her were three black-robed elders.