Two Hours after the collapse of the Northern Empire, a giant spacecraft found itself in the skies of the southern empire.
Arthur, who had recovered most of his energy and let his body rest, summoned Celestia while looking in a certain direction.
'They're late'
He was thinking of the subordinates he had on Girex, who were supposed to come over the moment he arrived.
'Maybe I should give them a pay cut.'
With thoughts like that, he jumped from the spacecraft, down into the capital city below him.
The city was in a festive mood as the empire was having a party to send off the soldiers who were to be the vanguard of their attack on Girex.
There was currently a party going on in the imposing castle at the centre of the capital city.
A party that Arthur decided to crash, both figuratively and literally.
***SHATTER!!!!!
The glass roof of the ballroom shattered as Arthur landed in the room, surprising all those within it.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!