Adyr didn't land directly in front of the gates or fly overhead. The upper walls were lined with automated turrets, designed to respond instantly to any threats, including aerial targets. Soldiers patrolled along the ramparts with long-range sniper rifles, scanning the skies and ground with unwavering focus.
He could likely force entry with his current power, but there was no reason to stir up unnecessary alarm.
Touching down at a distance, he retracted his wings and continued on foot toward the perimeter.
After a short walk, he arrived at the outer border checkpoint.
"Halt. State your identity," one of the gate guards ordered. A small squad had stepped forward, their rifles angled low but ready. Despite the STF uniform on his body, their expressions held measured suspicion.
"Adyr, attached to the PTF. I was deployed alongside Captain Kara Vance's unit—14th Support and Rescue." He raised his hand in a sharp salute as he spoke.
