Aralu followed along after, eyes darting around to look for any information, any explanation she could find. The dust seemed to not come from the same castle they had just shot at. That one had been beautiful and perfect. This one had been abandoned at least 100 years.

And now, of course, the moment of truth. Something was behind these doors.

She glanced a question up at Loki as she grasped the handles. "Ready?"