As they passed through the exit of Hera's Grace, the atmosphere in the main corridor of Aetheris Prime seemed to undergo a dramatic change.
Lohan walked with the same confidence as before; his strides remained long and steady, echoing off the marble just as they had before, but the midnight-blue ether silk suit that perfectly hugged his long, dense musculature made him seem different from just minutes ago. Whereas Lohan's presence had previously drawn looks of disgust and disdain, as if he were a rat contaminating the immaculate aesthetics of the Upper Zone, it now elicited a reaction of utter shock from those around him.
Passersby who had previously clutched their purses and veered out of the way when they saw him pass now stopped abruptly, their trivial conversations dying in their throats as they stared at the pair.
