The journey to Elysium was not exactly a long one. Though it could have been traversed much quicker if Zane had gone by his lonesome. The fact that the women by his side demanded to accompany him on this diplomatic visit meant that Zane was forced to drive them with the armored Humvee. A vehicle that took hours to arrive at the final destination.
When they gazed upon Elysium, it was as if they had entered a fantasy world. One far removed from the realm of Earth and its reality. The walls had tall, and spiring towers which were laid out every few meters. Towers which were filled with members of the Cult's militia, who no doubt protected the city from any outside threats.
Whether it was the walls themselves, or the towers which pierced the heavens, everything was elaborately crafted, no doubt from materials scavenged from the undead, and refined in the various buildings which were granted by the system and its settlement management feature.