I passed through the white-colored corridors again with Pulvar. I entered the corridors that I normally would not have been able to enter without being checked by security without any problems. Even when I stepped into places where I was not allowed, no one questioned where we were going. The dwarves who saw us in the corridor all stood aside, bowed their heads, and waited for us to pass.
The presence of a general, no matter how young, was frightening for anyone. This was especially true for Pulvar, who did not have a good reputation.
"Here we are."
Pulvar stopped in front of a door almost two meters wide and three meters tall. The two nervous guards standing in front of the door looked at him, almost sweating.
Were they supposed to do their job, or were they supposed to ignore Pulvar's nonchalant demeanor and give way to him? They were confused.
"G- General Pulvar... This is-"
"Yes, yes. I know, the archive room. Now get out of the way."
