Neshal and Gaakhu checked both doors, just to be safe. One could easily understand the value of what lies beyond a threshold based on how heavily defended it was.
The Main Office had a good quality door, with no defensive arrays and no locks at that. Turning the handle released trapped air with the smell of paperwork that all those present knew and hated.
The room was filled with filing cabinets and had three desks, one for each side of the room except for its entrance. The place closely resembled the academies' administrative offices.
The Professors could almost hear the echoes of a clerk demanding reports to be filed in triplicate.
The Armory, instead, had a solid metal door. It also had several powerful arrays restricting its access, a holographic pad to insert a password, and heavy metal cylinders that served as locks.
