Getting up to the floating islands wasn't difficult by any means.
Especially now that the lightning has stopped trying to kill them.
However, reaching the centre was a different issue. Ria didn't want to rush in blindly to face the Sovereign.
Navigating through the ruins, she couldn't help but marvel at the layout of the place.
A ruin it may be but even the passage of time couldn't hide the care that had once gone into this city.
The carvings on the wall may be eroded but what little was left showed only achievable by master craftsman with weeks of dedication.
Tracing her finger along the carvings on the wall, Ria was silent.
"Time is fair on everyone. It doesn't care who you are or what you are, everything gets swept away." Luke muttered, picking up the remains of what seemed to be metal contraptions.
