"It's been a while, Zion," the Grand Marshall of the Central Government, Lawrence, said with a smile. "Looks like Solterra has kept you busy these days."
"Indeed," Thirteen replied. "I've been hanging out with the Fiends and Celestials during my free time, and we're now the best of friends."
The Monarchs and the Thrones, as well as the other important officers of the various factions, looked at Zion in disbelief.
"Is that so?" Thirteen's father-in-law, as well as the Field Marshal of the Central Government, Tristan chuckled. "You should introduce me to them sometime. I'd love to be best friends with a few Celestials and Fiends."
"Sure, Father. Let's do that after we survive this battle." Thirteen smiled faintly.
He was very open to calling his father-in-law Father in front of hundreds of dignitaries who were currently invited for a massive online conference to discuss the upcoming battle in Solterra.
