Inside the tightly shut gates, William saw lots of buildings there. Few were two stories high, and many were three up to five. He spotted narrow gaps between these buildings, acting like narrow streets or something.
They looked more like corridors than streets in his eyes.
"Follow me," and just as he stood in his place motionless, checking the place and trying to see where this old man was, the latter's voice came from a certain direction.
"Coming!" William was feeling more annoyed by all this. Yet he controlled himself, for getting his team freed.
He already got little and crucial intel about how peculiar and weird the strong figures at this impact were. And just from his exchange with this old man, he knew this was all indeed true.
