Erik and June squeezed through the tiny gaps in the manhole cover, emerging into the city streets. Their compound eyes adjusted quickly to the daylight, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings.
The city stretched out in front of them, combining old-world charm with military fortifications. Unlike the magnificent skyscrapers of New Alexandria, the city's skyline was humble. There was nothing that could compare to something like the Red Palace, but honestly, the tallest building here couldn't compare to the smallest in Frant's capital.
Most buildings were no taller than four or five stories, constructed of concrete and bricks. Narrow cobblestone streets wound between them, occasionally opening into small squares or marketplaces.
