The tournament ground was a massive enclosure.
The ground had a slightly sticky black soil texture. The earth had already been trampled by the horses in the knight's tournament yesterday, followed by a night's revelry by tens of thousands, making it very loose.
Perfect for a melee tournament.
So placing the group tournament after the knights' competition has been a common tradition in the Westeros Continent tournaments for so long.
The fence was only half a man's height, and anyone wanting to exit during battle merely had to reach the edge, flip over, and retreat, avoiding unnecessary deaths.
But today, the champion prize of ten thousand gold dragons led everyone to believe that today's contest would be exceptionally bloody.
Edd Stark sat on the platform where the King had just walked over, which was much emptier today after being full yesterday, missing the Stark family and the Queen and her attendants who were scolded away by the King.
