It was deeper into the city, but not too deep. The light led her to the underside of one of the high roads, the first one on the edge of the city that rose above the ground in fact. Instead of a wall, it was supported by stone columns. It was dark under here, surprisingly vacant. She kept aloft in the air, hovering in place. She saw the light in front of her, hidden amidst the garlands of the hanging garden that spilled over from a park above her. Nothing seemed out of place here. There didn't seem to be anypony around. It was the perfect spot for an ambush, but she wasn’t picking out any of the tell-tale signs that there was anypony waiting.