The magicians would feel a tugging on their bodies as they were pulled into the dungeon. They would feel their bodies being forcefully moved at a quick pace yet it wold not put a strain on their bodies at all. Everything would be a blur, but soon things would start fitting together to form the surrounding of the dungeon, the would see hues of brown and tan creating the background, they would be dizzy for a moment but their senses, in general, would come back soon and once that would happen they would be able to fury examine their surroundings and grasp a basic understanding of the place in which they had arrived.
The sun which was would be close to setting soon shined on them, though it was not very high in the sky the heat of the desert was still very real and would be noticeable to the magicians, they would still have a few hours before the sun would set but they would probably want to move soon. As they looked around they would notice the obvious crumbled buildings but of course that seemed to be of no real significance, to them, but when they got closer they wold notice that there were strange markings on it for some reason, for them it would be hard to distinguish if it was actual writing or if it was just a design.
The buildings seemed to increase in frequency closer to wear the direction to were the sun was setting, it was obvious that there was a reason for this but it would be the groups decision if they wanted to move on and go to were things would lead or if they wanted to discuss things.