The subsequent events were like a copy-paste job. Just as the players touched the golden light screen, dark clouds gathered again, and bolts of lightning struck down from the sky, aiming at the crowd.
"What the heck, again?"
"What's going on, does this thing rely on luck?"
"Why can the skeleton and the Hangover Elder get in, but we can't?"
The players fled in a hurry, feeling extremely frustrated and angry, each venting their dissatisfaction.
"I get it! The skeleton and the Hangover Elder probably have the ability to unseal, that's why they can go in unhindered. Even if we were here for a hundred years, we wouldn't get anywhere without unsealing!"
"Damn it, so that's what it is!"
"What's there to say, it's over, let's all go home, wash up, and sleep~! It's over, it's over!"
This group of people was like deflated balloons, completely devoid of spirit. They each used their Teleportation Scrolls and left the place.
