The light of the teleportation gate shimmered around them, fading into the ambient glow of the capital's sprawling teleportation plaza. As Ludwig, Celine, and Redd stepped forward, the warm hum of magic gave way to a sudden pressure in the chest, the kind that comes not from a spell, but from the thick, overwhelming presence of too many people crammed into too little space. It struck them all at once, and their postures stiffened accordingly.
