Don't Trust Anyone

"Alright, Pon Family, lead the way!" The man gave one last joyous shout to send off those waiting to enter the catacomb. He then looked into the behind him.

There was a dirty, foul-smelling marsh not too far away. As the man lifted his hand and raised a magical pendant, the marsh opened up and a sinkhole appeared in the ground. "That's the entrance. Good luck to you all."

With that, the Pon Family young masters led the other nobles into the sinkhole. As they trickled inside, the sinkhole stayed open and showed no signs of closing.

Once they were out of sight of the crowd, the different groups split up. The nobles didn't spare the commoners a single glance and left in different directions.

The inside of the catacomb was larger than anyone had expected. It had multiple paths and could suffice to contain a small battlefield on every path. There weren't any undead yet, but they had just entered and were in the most well-lit part of the catacomb.