The sound of the elevator opening echoed through the room, and what Nolan saw was not what he expected at all.
On entrance, he immediately felt the gaze of 11 people on him, followed by:
"Wait, is that a…"
"MUHAHAHAHA!!"
The laughter was incredibly deafening and came from about five of the people before him, who all laughed out loud in mockery at Nolan.
His face turned red, but he scoffed before sheathing his dagger.
Before him was an extra-large white hall, with a total of 11 seats, all occupied except for one in the middle, which was empty.
In front of the seats was a dais where a man could be seen sitting before a raised altar.
It was like a small class of students where a lesson was currently going on, and they had mocked Nolan when they saw the dagger in his hand and his clear body language that screamed of a person ready to fight for his life.