A War Changing Weapon!
I took damaged sets and Exomachines, live Exomachines even and intact sets. But that wasn't all.
I still got little toys for them to handle for me, the greatest surprise and mystery, the amazing bombs that I already deactivated.
However… These bombs could take my world here and blow it entirely. So it wasn't just normal toys, not the ones that could be used on Christmas like the other two.
So I took the five leaders alone, flew away while they followed in silence and curiosity.
"Lord, may I ask why you aren't using your chariot?" Old Gan couldn't help his puzzlement anymore, asking me about my damaged chariot.
For a moment there, the old pain of losing my baby overwhelmed my heart, even leading to me slowing down for a brief second, before accelerating in my flying again.
"It got damaged," I bitterly sighed, "things are… Quite hectic out there."
"To this extent?!" they were living in the bottom of the well, not feeling or knowing anything about the outer world.