The second vessel mirrored the first, thirty meters, compact, with a waiting room for soldiers and a command room dominated by a central chair and Eye's orb, now pulsing violet and silver.
Baines entrusted the second to the three executives; he was beginning to have a slightly positive idea of them. It was a rare shift in his guarded heart.
Afterwards, he issued orders to restructure Dawnless, both its hierarchy and infrastructure. He didn't want to hear anything like 'disparity' or close to that.
"Create a large section for the production vessels. Expand the territory if needed. Build quarters for Wick and my divisions. They stay." His gaze shifted to the dragons. "Vitka is the fifth executive, effective now."
"Who's the fourth?" Ralph asked, grinning.
Baines ignored him and continued,
