374 The Sultrias

Walls, giant walls preventing eyes onto a mysterious plot of land. Electrically charged wires were wound atop said walls; a mere glance showed the importance. The town of Sult was left behind, the buildings came to a stop as they drove into what seemed to be an undisturbed part of the land. Pulled close to the gate, two guards in uniform hailed with rifles on their backs. 

 "Sorry for the inconvenience," said the first who checked the car thoroughly, "-this is private property." 

 "Will this be sufficient?" the door opened, leaving the guards baffled for never had they seen doors going upwards. Undisguised with a smile, "-do thee not recognize us?" said he who drove. 

 "Emperor Sultria and King of Arda," an immediate salute with head-held high, "-we're sorry for having been so rude."

 "No," smiled Staxius, "-I must honor thee for an immaculate job. The reaction I expected was for thee to let us in as the car speaks for itself."