He slowly sat up, being careful not to wake Marina, who was curled up next to him. His hands were shaking a little, and he suddenly realized he was scared. Not because of the competition, but because he didn't want the incident in the Sunken Citadel to happen again to his family, especially if everyone's here.
The Sunken Citadel had shown him how weak they all were. Yes, his tools were powerful, but they were meant to bring peace, help people live their lives, and help them build and create. They weren't made to keep people safe in really dangerous situations.
But that wasn't entirely true, was it? He had changed the pickaxes in the cave. He had made something with Instant Forge that could keep them safe. He could do that again, and he ought to do that to prevent that from coming towards them.
