Covered in overgrowth, right beside a spider’s web, there was a single button panel. She pressed it, and then, to her right, the cavern wall opened up, lifted by a lever of some sort. Behind it was a clean white door, thick and well-shielded. A skilled mage’s flamethrower probably could not have melted it down. However, being Fourland, Amelia knew not to expect too much. So when she pulled on the handle to slide it open—
030: White Powder
