At the edge of the Floating Island, a small dock, a group of people disembarked from the aircraft.
Ulrich had always landed at the dock of the Floating Island and walked over, never once directly landing in the center of the Floating Island.
Halfway through the walk, Ulrich furrowed his brow slightly, his instincts as an Advanced Life Form giving him an uneasy feeling.
He stopped to look around; piles of metal debris were everywhere, and the Floating Island had become a heap of rubbish, with a few rooms faintly visible amidst the metallic wreckage.
"What's wrong?" Theo asked, stopping in his tracks, his expression puzzled.
"Nothing, just a very strange sensation." Ulrich shook his head, uncertain of where the feeling came from.
It was not until they reached Li Ming's studio that Huo Tan went to knock on the door, then stood to one side.
