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Leon, dragging Lucien by the collar, arrived at the imposing white wall that marked the boundary of the Inner City. The walls loomed taller and pristine, its surface unmarred by the grime of the Outer City.

Unlike the Outer City, which was rife with chaos and rough elements, this area was heavily guarded. Rows of stern-faced soldiers stood watch, their armor gleaming under the city lights, their presence a constant reminder of the Inner City's importance and security.

Leon approached the checkpoint, where a soldier, recognizing him immediately, gave a curt nod.

In fact, the soldiers immediately identified Leon seeing his face.

'This feels great...I just rioted once and this happened. Should I riot often...'

The soldier's familiarity with Leon's face allowed him to pass without further scrutiny. Lucien, still grumbling, was dropped unceremoniously near the checkpoint, out of the way but within sight.