Almost instantly after his fist left the gates, they dragged open, the screeching sound of their hinges penetrating the tense atmosphere.
Spheris's confidence did not falter, he just simply sauntered in, head high, shoulders square, eyes ahead.
The grandeur and scale of the Mountain City were no less impressive than before. It still felt like the hidden metropolis nestled within the insides of the three towering peaks, it was still the bustling and self-contained world far removed from the rest of The Abyss.
Nevertheless, Spheris was less awed by its grandness now. He strided forward, ignoring the watching eyes of the Gallied people. This time however, they did not brandish their weapons or display their Influences as they had before. Instead, they watched from their perches on stones and stairs, their expressions were guarded but less hostile.
It seemed like they had been expecting him.