"He's got you there, sis," she said, clapping Shadow on the back. "Come on, let's show our new friends to their accommodations."
As they wound their way through increasingly narrow and grimy streets, Zafron couldn't shake the feeling that they were descending into the bowels of the Undercity.
[Your observational skills are as keen as ever, my lord. Perhaps next you'll deduce that water is wet.]
'Your support is truly heartwarming, Calista. Just so you know, you were my least favourite back in limbo!!' Zafron retorted in his mind, silencing what he otherwise assumed was an angry assistant.
Finally, they stopped in front of what could generously be called a door. It was more of a sheet of corroded metal hung in a crumbling archway.
"Home sweet home," Shadow announced with a flourish.
