To celebrate the new, powerful alliance between Sector Gamma and Sanctuary, Ryan decided to throw a party. But this wasn't going to be one of the wild, noisy celebrations they had after winning a battle.
This was to be a formal gathering, a classy affair to show their new allies that they weren't just a bunch of rough-and-tumble survivors. They were a real, civilized society.
The event was held in the grand reception hall at the very top of the god Spire. The room had been transformed. Soft, glowing light panels replaced the usual harsh lighting. The long, metal tables were covered in fine linens.
The best cooks from both sectors had worked together, creating a feast of real, delicious food. There were roasted vegetables from Sanctuary's hydroponic farms, bread baked from actual grain, and a strange, shimmering blue fruit that tasted like a mix between a mango and a bolt of lightning.
