The residential bridges gave way to wider platforms as they entered the central district, the architecture shifting from lived-in wood and hanging lanterns to something heavier, built from stone and woodwork that predated the rest of Ukai by years . The buildings here were fewer and larger, their walls thick, their windows narrow. Official structures - the kind that existed to contain important things and discourage people from getting too close to them.
The Echelon hall sat at the district's centre, visible through the gaps between trunks as they moved along a parallel walkway. Raizen had seen it during the day - the large central structure with its curved roof, the platforms extending from either side, the wide entrance flanked by guards.
Saffi noticed it first.
"The ground around the hall," she said. Her voice was low, barely above a whisper, barely enough for the distance between her mouth and Raizen's ear. "Look at it."
