A few moments later, Aisha landed in front of the dainty hotel where the kids were.
" The Vogue..."
The large name glowed luminously in different colours, blinking on and off
Glancing at the name slightly, she strolled into the main reception area.
A scintillating perfume lingered in the air from the cleaning bots whirring through the large hall.
" Welcome back to the Vogue, Madam Aisha," the receptionist, a petite woman in her 30s, said cheerfully, giving her a slight bow.
Aisha simply nodded, smiling faintly.
In the next instant, the woman's eyes became cloudy and unfocused for a few moments, almost a though she was in a trance, then turned back to their normal state a few moments later.
Immediately heading towards the elevators.
" The stairs would be much faster, but there's no point in alarming the enemy and having them flee before I can catch up to them..."
A minute later, she arrived at her desired floor.
