The sun blazed high in the sky, its golden rays reflecting off the shimmering uniforms of two patrolling guards.
Both had golden hair that seemed to glisten in the sunlight, matching their intricate uniforms that radiated authority and sophistication. They piloted sleek, advanced vehicles that hovered effortlessly over the ground, propelled by advanced Magic Technology.
Their route stretched along the coastline, a border protected with unyielding vigilance.
"We've got a report of a breach near the western shore," one guard said, his voice calm but focused as he glanced at the glowing console embedded into the dashboard of his vehicle.
"A breach? Here?" the other replied, adjusting the controls of his craft. "That's unusual. We haven't had anything like this in years."
"Exactly. Let's not take any chances."
