There seemed to be a heaviness to the air when Clark made it outside. One that would not normally be found in a cold place like Nebula. It was pushing down on Clark's shoulder while he looked around at the many people walking here and there with their eyes glancing from side to side.
The actions of Ethereal academy had clearly made a lasting impression on many. There were large families that had just brought people in to watch the tournament or large merchant groups that had just moved in large amounts of goods to sell. That alone was enough for them to be prepared, but seeing that a wild card with destructive goals joined the tournament, they felt the need to be on tight security.
