"The spirit mark was here," Zion said from the comfort of his passenger's seat.
Jocelyn nodded and kept her eyes in front and her hand on the steering wheel.
Behind them, Ben sat down inside the back space with his legs crossed on the metal surface.
"Hey, did you notice that the designs of these buildings have changed in this area, they're different from the buildings in that main city," Ben said.
His big eyes reflected the light from the different houses they were passing by.
"There must be some kind of separation. It could be functional," Zion said.
"Not really, how are transparent houses supposed to be functional?" Ben asked. The place they were passing through happened to have a lot of these similar houses with glass for outer walls.
Zion's spirit energy seeped into the minds of the residents here and read their surface thoughts, "I think this is a place of the elites of their society.
Not really the top of the hierarchy but these guys would be considered wealthy.
