He led the procession through the streets, followed immediately a step behind by the two elites, and the grunts not far behind them. He acknowledged no-one, simply walking on ahead, forcing all those in his path to step aside, being met with the glares of the others following behind.
"Nothing looks familiar." He muttered aside to an elite. "I've been away for far too long." He turned to indicate a couple of the grunts.