The absolute silence that settled over the command spire was a profound contrast to the centuries of cruelty that had previously defined the Iron Citadel, and Kai allowed himself a quiet moment to simply appreciate the flawless tranquility that now permeated his newly claimed domain. He gently guided Yena away from the sprawling viewport and walked her toward the center of the throne room, casually passing by the immobilized form of Overseer Thorne, whose internal fusion battery was currently providing a remarkably stable power source for the beautiful azure flowers blooming across his chest.
