That night, the Fallen Star Squad gathered again and invited the Great Chefs over to make a lavish dinner.
"Miles, we're leaving Fallen Star City tomorrow for Atlas City," Ethan said, looking at him.
"Mm." Miles nodded, not surprised at all.
"Atlas City isn't like other places. You guys are strong, but you still need to be careful. If you need backup, Fallen Star City's twenty thousand Tier 9 Enhanced can move out at any time."
Ethan laughed. "It's not that serious. You just focus on growing Fallen Star City. Don't worry about us."
Then he pulled a satellite phone from his spatial storage ring and handed it to Miles.
"Keep this. There's only one right now. When I get to Atlas City, I'll find another one. That way we can stay in contact anytime."
"That's perfect." Miles took it, clearly pleased.
They chatted a bit more, then everyone headed back to their rooms.
