"That's the spirit." Silas praised as he followed Ether past the disintegrated gates with a shaken Velma, and an observant Matilda behind them, "Didn't they arrange a party for us?"
"You wish. It's a different case in any one of the buildings," Ether said as she walked to a halt in front of a massive white house, staring at the huge grey doors as she wore a smile.
"Each of these buildings are carrying out their own various tasks. Working around the clock and stuff, so they don't have the workforce to spare." Peter explained in a calm tone.
"Oh, that makes sense." Silas nodded his head.
"This one's a Pandora Clone, much like most of the buildings in here, its a copy of some original in another resistance hideout." Velma shrugged, "It's were Ether was trained by us."
"So, you guys didn't make her?" Silas frowned, then he raised a brow. He guessed that it was easier believing that Ether was cooked up in some lab than not, "This will be very fun."
