The first to notice was a heavily armored tank from a smaller guild, who was standing near the fountain, a spear resting on his shoulder.
He had been following the Astralis warriors with a serious look, and Lohan felt the exact moment his mind registered what it was seeing.
It was the movement.
The Astralis warriors had something different in how they moved, something that normal Players didn't have, and that was impossible to explain at first glance.
Their posture was denser, their legs seemed firmer on the ground, their arms moved with a controlled weight that gave the impression that each of them carried, in their body, double the mass they appeared to have.
When a broad-shouldered man in the third row adjusted his shield strap, the sound of leather snapping against metal was lower than it should have been, and the ground under his feet sank half a finger into the packed earth.
"Dude," the tank murmured, barely audible. "That guy. Look at how he steps."
"What about him?"
