**Novo Domov International Airport**

The gray plane went down and landed, touching down gently on the paved runway. It was brightly polished, the national flag of Ltek clearly standing out on the side of the dull-colored plane. The doors on the side opened, and a foot stepped down, followed by four more.

"So, this is Novo Domov. Nice place, I suppose. President Novak will need to explain this, we don't have the details of the situation back home. Oh well." King Tarle stepped out of his plane, accompanied by his five-man guard. After all, this was about terrorism, was it not?

They all had the flag of Ltek sewn into their uniforms. Tarle's advisor, and also close friend, Charlie Lakno, led him outside. "Tarle, we've never been here. Are you sure it is safe?" He was the only one besides the King's family allowed to call him that.

His family. Tarle wondered why he hadn't brought them here, and then remembered. This was about a country that had been struck by terrorism, and they might have gone over the border. He didn't want his family to get involved if that were the case. He then patiently waited for his escort.