Two days passed quickly, and soon it was the day of the tournament.
Lukas had spent the time walking around with his reduced stats and sparring lightly against Melody. And now, he was used to fighting in this state.
However, right now, all three of them were part of a river of people that was moving through the streets of Havenhart towards the city gates, and the worst part, they were moving slowly.
The gate was packed with people, and even from back here, Lukas could tell the guards were working more than they'd done the whole year and were still severely understaffed.
This was exactly what happened when thousands of people were all trying to leave at roughly the same time.
Lukas stood between his wives, shuffling forward in increments, the gate visible ahead but not close enough for them to see the guards.
