Sunny's declaration of vengeance hung in the air, heavy and intoxicating. It ignited a fire in the souls of the three Gods.
The despair of losing their homes was slowly being replaced by a cold resolve. They looked at the masked Emperor not just as a savior, but as a War God worth following.
"This city," Sunny said, his voice returning to a calm tone, "possesses everything you require to grow stronger. It is a forge, and you are the raw metal."
He waved his hand, and a massive holographic projection of the City of Gods materialized above the round table. It rotated slowly, displaying the four massive districts, the floating islands, and the orbital shipyards.
"I will not waste your time giving you a guided tour," Sunny said, dismissing the hologram with a flick of his wrist. "I have something better for you. Something more... intimate."
He nodded to the empty air.
"Don't resist," Sunny commanded softly. "Accept the Link."
