Explore the dungeon.

What a strange place. It might possess magic to block out teleportation, and it's decently maintained despite it looking quite old as well. There are a few little holes here and there, but it's otherwise rather nice. The magic lights are still operational, and there were golem guards set up to stop any intruders. It's not impossible there was a second line of defence to detonate the entryway if the guard was destroyed, but you have no real evidence of that. You aren't exactly sure of much right now, so all you can do is proceed forwards through the door.

The hallway is short and stubby. All that's here, besides the lights, is another door on the other side.

Niki's foot sinks into one of the tiles, and the moment she does, a tiny projectile fires from a hole in the wall nearby. Thankfully it clips off the top of her shield and poofs away, but that was a close call. It looked like a dart, but made entirely of magic.

"Woah! Traps," she says. "Better be careful."

"That's what I meant earlier about being cautious," you say.

She turns around in a huff. "Do you think I'm incapable of being careful?"

"I'm not saying that, but--"

"I totally can be!" She slams her foot down, hitting the exact same pressure plate as the first time. It fires another magic dirt, and it strikes her directly in the exposed midriff. The magic bursts out, but just like before, it poofs. She gasps and looks to the side with widened eyes, but there's no injury present. "... Uh. I think I'm just really strong?"

"Please just don't do that again," you say.

"Are you certain you are all right?" Amara asks. "Because I can heal you, just in case."

"Heh. No, I'm fine," Niki says, patting her side.

"I should cast a heal. You know, just to be certain of that."

You put a hand on Amara's shoulder. "Cool your jets a little there. We're only one encounter in and you've cast three spells. You can afford to be a little more conservative with your mana, or you'll be completely unable to focus if there's a big boss mob at the end."

"Exactly. Now come on!" Niki says, stepping on the plate a third time. Another dart slams into her side. "Oops."

"Stop doing that!"