Its exterior consisted primarily of dark metal and some glass-like material, with several unfamiliar writings above the entrance. People entered and exited regularly, and Frost immediately noticed that many of them carried weapons.
There were even a few people carrying weapons that looked suspiciously like guns.
'This must be it.'
The doors slid apart automatically as Samuel approached. Cool air immediately washed over Frost as they stepped inside.
He almost moaned in satisfaction.
'Air conditioning!'
Civilisation.
The interior was spacious and considerably more advanced than anything in the slums. Translucent interfaces floated beside several counters, unfamiliar devices lined the walls, and Evolvers of several different races moved throughout the building.
Frost spotted pointed ears, a few horns, and different tails. He even spotted someone whose exposed forearms appeared to be covered in dark scales.
By now, he was slowly becoming accustomed to that particular madness.
