The morning air was crisp and filled with the scent of diesel and metal as Aziel and Arthur approached the front gate of the massive wall that surrounded Port Nova. Their footsteps echoed against the concrete pathway, each step bringing them closer to the next phase of their journey. The imposing barrier that had protected them during their brief stay now loomed overhead, its reinforced steel and concrete construction serving as a stark reminder of the dangerous world that lay beyond its protective embrace.
Cara had instructed them to meet at this location the day before, and as they drew closer to the designated meeting point, they could see two familiar figures waiting for them near the gate. The sight that greeted them, however, was far more impressive than either of them had anticipated.
