Dire Situation

Upon arriving at the raid site, she was shocked to feel the oppressive mana being exhibited by the raid door.

The feel reminded her of mutated dungeons as a dangerous thought appeared in her mind.

'Did the raid mutate as well?!'

Frowning slightly behind her mask, Shiro walked up to one of the pillars beside the raid door and placed her palm on it. Channelling her mana through the structure, she wanted to see if she could examine the mana signal so that she could understand it better.

*TZZ!!!

A spark lashed out at her palm as Shiro quickly retracted her hand.

"Tch, feisty fellow." She muttered in annoyance.

From the way it was reacting, it seemed like it didn't want anyone to examine it. Which should be strange since it should just be a door.

Shaking her hand in order to get rid of the numbness, Shiro tilted her head back and looked at the door.