"Malicious Walker detected— activating security system."
Erlik feels a catastrophic weight suddenly slam onto his body as a mechanical voice sounds out from seemingly nowhere, forcing him to the ground. He finds himself unable to use teleportation— after using it so many times in such a short period of time, as well as an energy blast of that kind of power, he's drained himself of his Mana. At the same time, whatever gravitational force that's been applied to his body seems to be rapidly draining him of his Mana; using using Spells in such a state would kill him.
"...I have seen many Dungeon Walkers in my career. Some greedy, arrogant, abhorrent pieces of human garbage. But I dealt with them— it's all part of the job. But you? You're done. You're completely done."
"Sir, keep your money. You all may enter the Dungeon." Says the receptionist, "Him, though? He's staying right here. The law will have him tried for his crimes in this sacred space, and he won't see a Dungeon ever again in his pathetic life. I will be removing him from your party registry— all of you have done nothing wrong."
"Oh. That's... that's actually really nice." Demiólke smirks, not really expecting that. "For a second there, I thought you were about to ban us or something... haha..."