As the three powerhouses found themselves on the same floor, the atmosphere tightened to a razor's edge.
Alucard's presence forced Liam not to obey Queen Thyress' command and leave. If he did, that'd probably make the Pashah look bad.
And by extension, offended.
Those who found themselves there of the non-powerhouse variety wanted nothing more than to leave… but they couldn't find the correct opportunity to do so.
Instead, they lowered their heads and pretended they were busy eating or drinking.
The air was too heavy.
Liam wanted no part in this either, but not because he couldn't handle the rigid atmosphere.
In reality, there was no secret pressure weighing against everyone's chest.
With their strengths sealed, the powerhouses were just regular people as of now.
It was just their psyche playing tricks on them.
Liam, on the other hand, just couldn't be bothered making things worse for himself.
