The harbor of Xandros was a "Blue-Chip" masterpiece. If Oakhaven was a "Growth Startup" and Valaria was "Wall Street," then Xandros was the "Legacy Conglomerate"—vast, ancient, and dangerously slow to change. As the O.S.S. Venture glided toward the outer docks, the contrast was staggering. Thousands of traditional galleys bobbed in the water, their colorful sails looking like a "Market Graph" from a century ago.
"The 'Arrest Warrant' is already live, Elara," Lord Varick whispered, peering through his brass spyglass. "The harbor guards are checking every ship's 'Manifest'. If we dock the Venture at the main pier, we'll be 'Seized' before the boiler cools down. It's a 'Total Lockdown'."
