"Is this it...?"
Michael had headed back to the upper part of the city the same way he had gone down, via the spatial elevator.
And now, he was standing right in front of a massive building. It seemed like a gigantic castle.
Better yet, it had the word "Association" carved into the walls and highlighted with some sort of glowing white substance. It was surprisingly not mana. He guessed the little bit of technology they had was used to make other things look pleasing to the eyes.
Michael went inside and was greeted by a long waiting queue. There were a bunch of people standing in different kinds of lines, all of them awaiting their turn.
"Do I seriously have to wait here...?"
The lines were a bit longer than he thought. They seemed to spiral up the stairs and onto the second floor, meaning the receptionist was no longer down here.
