Leonel entered the event quite smoothly and found that the ruckus was being caused by a tournament of some sort. The shaking was from all the cheering in the surroundings… if you could call it that.
The Rapax had some of the most grating language Leonel had ever heard. Although the language of the Pluto was quite fierce, it felt more… cohesive, in a way.
The Pluto's language was like the roar of a dragon, but the language of the Rapax was like if an entire forest of animals began going at it at the same time.
It was a mixture of growls, shouts, and clicks. When it filled a stadium like this, it felt more like Leonel was in the middle of the wilds instead of an established society.
Leonel walked down the stairs, tuning out the ruckus until he got to a railing. The railing was stuffed full of Rapax wrestling for better position, but he directly pushed past, the strength of his body knocking them away and clearing space.
