Elven Capital, Outskirts.
On a barren hill.
"Oh! So, this is the national armory of the Elven Empire! It looks quite magnificent!"
Looking at the giant fortress standing on the hill, giving off a sense of power and mystery, the group was quite surprised.
Ignoring the surprised shouts of the group, Jareth glanced at the main door of the fortress, and sure enough, the protective barrier was broken and the door was completely wide open.
"To think someone walked into your national armory from the front door and you guys didn't even notice it up until now… This is the most ridiculous situation I have ever seen before…"
Jareth couldn't help but feel that elves are real weirdos; they know that extremely powerful weapons of mass destruction are stored in this place, yet there's no one standing here to even keep watch or guard this place.