They finally reached the main building. It resembled an imposing noble manor built of black iron and reinforced stone, its windows completely bolted and heavily guarded by elite operatives.
Upon stepping inside, however, Cassius was surprised to find a sleek, remarkably modern aesthetic.
The corridors were pristine, illuminated by steady glow-stones. The workers in crisp, uniform-like attire bustled back and forth, carrying thick, color-coded intelligence dossiers with brisk, efficient speed.
"Each wing handles a specific strategic domain."
Brenda explained, pointing down various corridors as they walked.
"Wing A handles monster migration patterns and subterranean tremors."
"Wing B tracks logistics and supply lines."
"Wing C handles internal security and counter-espionage..."
They passed open doors where operatives were rapidly firing off tactical commands:
"—Deploy two vanguard squads to Sector 4! The ley-line pressure is spiking!—"
