The atmosphere around the Genesis Covenant was filled with a boisterous sort of flare and happiness. While the new recruits were wringing their hands and sweating bullets, that wasn't the same for everyone else.
In fact, it could be said that this was a time for celebration.
Sylas had been worried about exactly how he would blend in when he arrived, only to come to find out that this wasn't much of a problem at all.
Young men and women intermingled endlessly, none of them wearing their disciple uniforms or badges. And why would they? When the dividing line was gender, you knew who was where instantly with very few exceptions.
The only oddity was that everything he had read about these two guilds said that they were enemies. The Genesis Covenant was the only neutral territory between them that they had. And while fighting was technically not allowed here for that reason… it also shouldn't be like what Sylas was seeing here.
