"Open the gates!... Open the gates!... The right hand of the Great leader of Zion, The Prime Minister, Harold Blake has arrived."
The guards manning the gates were confused as they looked outside the city walls to find what could only be referred to as a small army dressed in golden armor and wielding artifacts waiting patiently at the gates.
"What do we do?... Do we open the gates?"
There had been no news of the Prime Minister visiting. It was normal for them to be wary.
Their worries were unfounded though as one of their own rushed from a tower to meet with them.
"We just received word from the governor. Open the gates."
"This…"
"Just do it!... would you like to be the one to take the fall once the Minister asks why we kept him waiting?"
"Of course not!"
"Open the gates!"
They immediately got to work.
Creak
The city gates slowly opened up to reveal a group led by Governor Charles waiting at the other end for the battalion.
