by Mythica 20th February 2019, 7:21 am
"Perfect! Let's not waste any time then, shall we?" Mythica said in a child like tone, turning and walking briskly towards the imposing structure ahead. Many people looking up at it would probably wonder how the guild was able to build such a monstrous looking fortress in such little time. After all, it wasn't too long ago when the guild still resided within the depths of Sin. Truth be told, most people didn't know that the Iron Bastion had been here for thousands of years. Same with Unity. Only it wasn't until recently that Nightmare had come along and conquered both! Those that lived in Unity before the guild found it had been sheltered from the rest of the world. Descending into the darkness generations ago in an effort to avoid the troubles that the surface brought. THat did not save them from Mythica's guild though. When she stumbled across this place, she knew it would one day become the seat of power for the entire world. That was the plan anyways... Well, part of it at least.
As Arc and Mythica walked through the massive courtyard of white stone, they were mostly ignored by the populace. This was normal, as stated before nobody actually knew who Mythica was. Not even her new trainee did. She'd reveal everything to him in time, but for now she relished in the reactions she could get from him when confronted by what exactly Nightmare had to offer. As they drew closer to the main gates of the Iron Bastion, they'd notice that they were wide open. Dozens of people walked in and out of it, all in neat looking uniforms. Some of which were accompanied by robotic body guards. When Mythica neared the gate a robot soldier stopped them, and ushered them into one of the lines that were waiting to get screened before entry. "NO sudden moves, kay? These guys are very strict about safety." She told Arc, giggling quietly to herself.
They were directed through a line que which was surrounded by taller platforms. On the platforms above, many heavily armed robotic guards looked down on the citizens of Unity waiting in line to get into the Iron Bastion. Of course, if you were part of the Imperial Guild, you were placed in a priority waiting line. It didn't take long before Arc and Mythica made it to the front, where they were greeted by a tall window, a masked man standing behind it. "Identification." It said in a cold, mechanical voice. It was obvious by that point he was a robot. Mythica leaned in close to the window and showed the robot her guild mark. It fell silent for a few moments, processing information before it nodded. Imperial Guild Mark confirmed, you may enter through priority channels. Please note all guild members still follow Imperial law." Mythica nodded at the robot and continued to lead the way towards the massive entrance that was now open to them... However, there was a slight distraction.
"Hold it!" Mythica heard a voice call out from behind, curiously she turned to see what was happening. "In accordance to Imperial law, all suspicious NON guild personnel MUST be submitting for inspection and additional screening procedures. Did you forget, girl? Even if you bear the guild mark, your friend... Does not." A tall, well groomed man said, decorated in a prestigious uniform that gave the impression he was some sort of officer. Two robotic soldiers accompanied him. "I'm not sure how you managed to fool our security staff, but this... 'thing' cannot be allowed to enter without first being processed. And you should've already known this recruit!" He yelled at Mythica. "The Imperator has placed the entire city under watch. Your suspicious activity has certainly been noted..."
During the entire lecture, Mythica remained calm and expressionless, looking up at the officer as he yelled at her. "Right, of course! How could I have forgotten. The Imperator is a paranoid person. I'll make sure that this friend of mine gets what's needed, sir." She said in an almost submissive tone. The officer nodded. "Good, then you may proceed inside and security staff will be on standby to escort you and your 'friend' to secondary screening. What was your name and rank, guild member?" He asked, pulling out a small pad from his coat as he typed a few things onto its electronic surface. "Mythica, sir. Special weapons program, Engineering Corps, engineer ensign." He looked at his pad for several more seconds before nodding. "Proceed, ensing." Mythica nodded, and walked passed the officer when he stepped aside.
"First lesson, my dear Arc. Tell your adversaries what they want to hear... This will make your victory all the more easier... And the more sweeter..." She said in an ominous tone, giggling as they entered the dread fort.
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