And begins the first strike! But as you dismantle the bricky structure, you hear a second clinking of tools on the other side. Both sides halt for a moment.
(Green Text) Lordy we got a live one!!
(Orange Text) Oh- uh! Hello comrade! Was this the right coordinates for the gathering?
(Green Text) The wha?
(Orange Text) Th-
Wait what? Surely this place doesn't also have a species of ponies. Are you in danger?
(Orange Text) The... Were you told anything before you went through the portal?
(Green Text) Oh! No clue on that. Was happily frolicking in the woods ya see, on my usual path- and boom a hole that wasn't there before! Tumbled right into this bricky hell.
A civilian?! If they got to this spot from an unmanned portal, then you surely had your coordinates off by a few degrees...
(Orange Text) How long have you gone without seeing anyone?
(Green Text) Oh at least half a day.
A few hundred degrees off.