Lehasti relaxes with an audible sigh as the golem collapses. "Indeed, a pleasant surprise." The paladin raises one wry eyebrow at the young man before brushing the remnants of the bony cage from about her feet. Azkin cautiously makes his way up and over the slope to inspect his companions for wounds, and, finding none, begins to eye their surroundings with mingled curiosity and suspicion.
"'Useful'? Not for my purposes. The sooner in our past, the better.""Other than apparently having very different days, does anyone notice anything useful about all this?" His hands wander the frescoes gently, searching for some sort of hidden switch or trap sensor.
"Perhaps you should all stand back, nonetheless." After giving her companions some time to step back, Lehasti advances towards the door and reaches to rotate the apparent handle.