Your People Are About To Be Executed

Marcus and Nexus got back into the car. The sun, high up in the sky. Marcus couldn't manipulate the weather, as he had just used up his mana an hour or so ago making 'Emotions in a Bottle'.

As Nexus' butt touched the seat, he asked. "Was that really the right move? Opening a portal right in front of that round man? I mean, I do get that we hold all the cards." 

Marcus chuckled "He can't do anything, nor can he tell anyone. Even if he does, will someone really take him seriously?" 

He paused for a bit, as the car flew into the air. "You're right about us holding all the cards, we'll be throwing them soon, too."

"What happened to making this a first-rate country? To making this place our stronghold?" Nexus looked down at the people below, walking.

"We have no time." Marcus stared straight ahead. "I have been thinking about the heavenly realm quite a lot these past two months, and I badly want to go back there as quickly as possible."