Atlas and the other hooded figure approached the large castle. They were stopped by three rows of guards, but they didn't do anything. When they stopped, they were observed for almost a minute before being allowed to pass.
'They are not looking for any sort of identification. They are watching our movements.'
The steps of the two people were taken in complete and utter unison. When they stopped, they stopped together and their bodies did not even do so much as twitch for the minute they stood still.
Because of their coordination, they were able to make it past the three checkpoints without a fuss. Atlas thought it more metaphorically before, but one wrong step was truly the decider between life and death.
