The tunnels outside of the village felt familiar, yet foreign.
They all looked the same, and while the minimap showed where he needed to go, the walls and ceiling, even the floor looked the same.
Ellianor had to ask himself how the people from the under villages managed to navigate it without a map.
Jello walked by his left side, while Kissenn stood on the other side, protecting Jello from both directions, even without a map, or anything but the backpack it carried, Jello strode without fear.
It knew where it was going. It lacked a minimap like Ellianor, but the alien lifeform was used to traversing those halls and tunnels, too used to it.
Their walk was relatively slow, without haste to reach their objective.
The tunnels were narrow and a little unwieldy to move around. Using his sword to the fullest would be problematic, and only Kissenn could use her to a somewhat usable degree.
