Crumbled skyscrapers loomed around them like fallen giants of a bygone era as the group continued pushing forward toward the center of the city. Even now, more than five thousand years later, some of them still only appeared to be half-weathered.
Eons in the North's unforgiving permafrost hell had done little to damage the buildings that had not been destroyed in the fight against the Infestation during the Great Barrier War. They still stood magnificently as the day that they had been built, if only a little bit weathered on the outside...
Reed quietly observed the Itroch's many murals, statues, and oddly-shaped buildings and said, "What purpose did this city serve back in the day? Was this a civilian city? Perhaps a noble city? There's always an underlying theme, intention, or belief behind everything the Ancient Mulians made."