Kapitel 397: The Mission VII

"How are we getting past that?" Olivera asked Miriam as they came to stand before a huge gate that towered many feet over them. She could now see why Miriam had wanted the journey to be done in the privacy of the night. 

As much as she could see—as they had zapped to this point—this area wasn't open to the city dwellers, only to the special few. 

She looked around her again. Barracks with soldiers sleeping within. None was even standing guard at the gates. She didn't believe such a thing would exist at this time. City gates. Where did it lead? 

She piqued an eyebrow when Miriam smirked. What was the latter thinking?

 "As if you don't already know…which other way, if not by mist…there is no way I am climbing that. I don't think I am ready to fly with you above it…" Miriam spoke, covering the distance between them, and wrapping her arms around Olivera, her mouth fixed in a pout.