By dusk, Shandela could hardly wait to reach the watchtower on the southern edge of the city.
The guard soldiers hurriedly saluted her.
"My lord! What brings you here?"
"Has anyone gone up there?" she asked, her tone betraying nothing.
Since each watchtower was supported by massive Moonlight Stone Columns at its base, which also served as the core devices to prevent the fog from invading the city, there were always around fifty city guards stationed near the tower. Not only were they on duty 24 hours a day, every street leading to the watchtowers also had checkpoints and guards.
"Of course not, without your or the lord's written order, no one is allowed to enter the watchtower," the soldier replied, standing tall and proud, his words filled with pride for his responsibilities.
"Good job, now I'm going up."
"Yes, ma'am!" The soldier immediately opened the iron gate at the entrance.