Archer was standing on the edge of a dock while gazing at the DTS White Storm. A ship that the Wyldheart Company bought to earn money from travelers exploring the empire. It was a massive metal behemoth that was as long as three football fields and as wide as two of them, surprising him.
There were several decks for people to explore; the bulk of the vessel was used to house the thousands of passengers, while there were several dining halls and other amenities that the people would need. Before boarding, he realized that the same ship was heading to Orientia, causing him to plan to extend their tickets so they could stay on board.
While admiring everything, Malakia appeared beside him, a worried expression crossing her face as she questioned. ''What happened to the Terravians? Why aren't they attacking anymore?''
