Meanwhile, at the entrance to the vault, a shadow stirs. "Smell them, Lockjaw," she says. "Smell the fear, the bravado. Smell the stone and the blood already spilled. There is another party here. Let's find them."
One party breeches the threshold of the hallway - as the other rounds the corner of the entrance passage. In the flickering light of an approaching torch, the adventurers get their first glimpse of a party of followers sent by The Great University.