Further into the city, and the mounds were getting larger. Larger and larger, almost to the point where they overtook the building's he was so used to in him home town. Guttural noises sounded from the mounds, but nothing jumped out to face Felix, not for a while. It seemed a lot safer than it looked. That was until..

	"GRAAHH!" A low pitched cry sounded out from Felix's left, "GET OFFA' ME YOU FILTHY LITTLE GREMS!"