The elevator was remarkably quiet for such a primitive construct, so the noble did not mind being transported with it. He wondered what his assistant wanted to show him so badly, all the while gazing at the scenery below, which was nothing more than an abandoned wasteland littered with the corpses of both men and animals. What could be here, in the middle of nowhere that was so imposing that he was forced to visit this place, what could be so wondrous to be fit for his eyes? He did not know the answer, but he waited patiently as the elevator ascended, its pace slowing down as they approached one of the stations on the side of the elevator shaft. He and his assistant changed elevators there, and then continued their seemingly endless ascent.
When the noble was finally about to ask his assistant where they were going, blindingly strong, white light filtered into the cabin of the elevator, robbing him of his eyesight for a second. However, when he opened his eyes, the noble was rendered speechless, for in front of him lied the most divine city he has ever laid his eyes on: hundreds of golden, elegant skyscrapers reflected the light of the sun, all of them constructed on a huge, floating continent the likes of which he has never seen before. Large, wide streets cut deeply into the seemingly infinite number of skyscrapers, roads with multiple levels connected each and every building, but the most divine aspect of the city was the simply gigantic statue standing in the exact centre of the floating continent.
The noble knew very well that the skyscrapers were hundreds of metres tall, but as the elevator ascended to even higher levels, he realised that the statue must be kilometres tall as it simply dwarfed even the tallest buildings with its majestic appearance. It was a statue of an angel, with a huge, wide claymore in her hand, standing on both of her feet, proud of her position as a divine being, the halo floating above her head without any support. The statue itself seemed to be made out of gold, silver, white marble and wood or at least it seemed to be coated in gold and silver, because no superstructure could support so much material as far as the noble knew. He really could not explain the wooden or marble parts though, lacking the technical knowledge of the engineers that built the imposing statue.
In fact, the whole floating city seemed to be an engineering miracle. The skyscrapers seemed far too thin to support themselves, yet there they stood, and the multi-layered roads had no supports, simply floating in the air. The noble could only look on the city with admiration, awe and respect for its creators as the elevator halted at its apex, leading them to a barely visible platform that floated above the floating city. As he stepped out of the elevator, the noble could not help but wonder how the city was built, and how have its creators managed to make something so perfect, something so majestic.
