Ambition practically spilled from his gaze. The idea of controlling fate itself intoxicated him.
However, ambition alone was not enough. To make it reality, he needed to meet her first.
After arriving near the city base where Ivy resided, Ian did not rush forward recklessly.
Instead, he surveyed the surroundings with passive look.
"We settle here first," he ordered his subordinates. "Establish a forward base."
Without hesitation, construction began. Tents rose, defensive perimeters were drawn, and supply tunnels were secured.
His people moved with disciplined efficiency, transforming empty ground into a functioning outpost within an astonishingly short time.
By the time news of this new "Talon Base" reached Ivy, its foundations were already solid.
By the time she realized who had arrived…
It was too late.
Ian Morris himself had already walked up to the gates of the city base, standing calmly before them as a vistor.
