Berko's eyes widen in realization of the danger he narrowly avoided. "Thank you, Sir Grixx," he says, his voice filled with genuine gratitude.
Grixx nods, wiping the blood from his cheek. "Be more cautious. Not all dangers are visible."
Alix steps forward, examining the door and the remnants of the spell. "This enchantment was designed to deter intruders."
Alix approaches the concealed door, his eyes narrowing as he senses the remnants of a powerful defensive spell. Despite its deterioration over time, the enchantment still exudes an aura potent enough to harm even a Tier 5 individual.
"This must have been a Tier 6 spell," Alix muses aloud, his tone reflecting both admiration and caution. "Though it's weakened over time, it's still formidable."
Grixx nods in agreement. "Your majesty It's impressive that such an old spell retains this much power."
