The moment the train stopped, everyone felt a thick pressure in the air.
Groups from different forces had already gathered near the station area. Some stood beside their vehicles. Others remained near their mounts, while a few simply watched everyone else with guarded eyes. The air was cool, but the gathering itself made the place feel tense.
ChaosCleric looked out the window and froze slightly. "Olympus is here."
Gabriel's gaze shifted in the direction he was looking.
A group in clean armor stood near one of the wider platforms. Jack Arefield was there, calm as always, his posture relaxed but steady. Beside him stood Aria, quiet and composed, her gaze moving across the other forces without much interest.
But the person who drew the most attention was the man standing at the front.
Ares Dunhold.
The guild leader of Olympus.
