The vast compound outside the docking area was chaotically crowded.
Loud was too simple a word to describe it. The cacophony was deafening to the point it was now on the verge of being compressed noise.
Casey had grown up relatively sheltered, so she hadn't visited the streets even during the harvest festivals up North.
But judging by this mire of people, a literal swarm of bodies where everyone was furiously elbowing and pushing and clawing one another for a better view…
This had to be worse.
"What is wrong with these people?!" Casey fretted, nearly losing her balance as someone shoved past her shoulder.
"They're excited!" Myra yelled back, already getting swept forward like a leaf in a flood, dragging her friend along.
Excitement…
That would be one way to describe this craze.
All around, for as clearly and as far as Casey could see in that mess of a human tsunami, she could spot only a handful of upperclassmen and first-year transfers.
