It was as if the capital city of Solara was under a collective daze.
People's movements were suddenly slow, sluggish, and the usually snappy mental processes seemed to take far longer than usual, even in those who should've been more psychologically prepared for such moments.
Then again, it was probably the sudden lag that saved what remained of the Federation's dignity.
Because with everyone simply being too stunned to react, the members of the delegation had been able to quietly retreat to a corner before everything exploded and things caught up to the present.
It was good that they had the presence of mind to exist like ghosts before the people woke up from their daze.
Otherwise, they would've had to walk away with their tails obviously stuck between their legs, adding even more strain to their already vivid nightmare.
Cassian, who had to scratch his sides to force himself out of his terrorized state, managed to at least do that much for his group.
