The moment Sage stepped fully into the Guild Hall, sound crashed over him like scalding steam bursting from a sealed chamber.
Voices overlapped chaotically, laughter, exclamations, sharp gasps, incredulous whispers, and the heavy thud of boots striking marble.
The air vibrated with excitement, thick with an energy that only arises when something historic has just happened. Everyone felt it, even if they didn't yet grasp its significance.
If this had been the old Guild Hall, the atmosphere would have been stifling. Back then, even fifty people felt overwhelming; bodies pressed together, tempers flared, and complaints arose at the slightest encroachment.
Now, however, hundreds of Adventurers and commissioners filled the space, and yet the hall breathed easily. Wide walkways allowed for free movement; seating areas absorbed clusters of people naturally. The sheer scale of the expanded structure swallowed the crowd without strain.
