After closing the manifest, the attendant carried the case down the stairs. Without touching the plinth, Rias caught one half of the shelf as it slid closed and slipped through the narrowing gap without creating another access record.
The air grew hotter with every step. A deep mechanical hum traveled through the stone, occasionally broken by the clink of glass or the hiss of pressurized steam.
At the bottom, the attendant stopped before a heavy door. Crucible Concord's seal covered the center of the door, but the newer metal did not completely hide the older mark carved into the stone.
Rias recognized the split jaw in Just Die's crest.
Just Die had no public claim over the quarter. Its mark was buried down here, where ordinary visitors would never see it.
The attendant used the black case to unlock the lower door. Heat and bitter fumes rolled into the stairwell before he carried the recalled potions inside.
