"…We've arrived!"
"Hmm?" Robin's chain of thoughts snapped as if someone had tugged at his consciousness. He blinked and looked up, his gaze quickly scanning the unfamiliar surroundings. Up until this moment, Pitsuo had been leading the way through the winding streets of Zaron, and Robin hadn't thought to ask where they were headed. It didn't really matter—he was a stranger in this city, in this world even, and he was content to follow.
"This place is…?"
Robin's eyes slowly widened as they landed on a large, imposing building towering in front of them. It had five broad stories, with an exterior made of polished stone and reinforced glass, elegant yet robust. Strange, flowing characters were engraved across its entrance—letters from a language Robin had never seen before. At first glance, the structure resembled a high-end apartment complex or a government building.
