"Here we are."
"The west wing."
Hearing Ryvrthe say those words, Valyr went ahead and took a look at his surroundings, only to notice that the general layout of the place wasn't all that different from the main corridor he was in when he first entered Ecalos.
However, as he continued to look at his surroundings for a bit more, he eventually noticed that almost half of the corridor was occupied by rooms that were at least four times the size of the large rooms in the corridor he traversed back then.
As for the remaining half of the space, all of them were occupied by rooms of varying sizes, reminding Valyr once more that the old Veldanyr did everything it could to fit as much people as possible underground.
Pushing the grim memories Vaughn shared with him in the past to the side, the young man took in a deep breath as he asked Ryvrthe, "So, why are we at this corridor and not the other ones?"
