Ethan and Garrick spent a little over three hours traveling back from Atlas City to Fallen Star City.
Watching Fallen Star City get more and more built out, Ethan felt a quiet satisfaction settle in his chest.
Fallen Star City's compound couldn't compare to Atlas City's, sure—but he'd built this place with his own hands. It felt closer. Like home.
And even if Fallen Star City couldn't match Atlas City's size or population, its strength didn't have to bow to anyone. Those twenty thousand Tier 9 Enhanced alone were enough to intimidate basically anything that moved.
Atlas City's compound would probably get a lot stronger after that conference, though.
They'd helped synthesize crystal cores for all those other compounds. There was no way they didn't make a profit. Even if General Maxwell Kane was as selfless as people claimed, he wasn't going to do it completely for free. Synthesizing crystal cores burned manpower and resources like crazy.
