For a moment, Varian felt a sense of absurdity.
Just this barren spaceport at nowhere had so many high awakeners. What about a well-populated city in the Duchy?
He gulped at the thought and clenched his fist.
The ruler part of him feared the implications it carried for the human race while the battle-junkie part of him salivated at the opportunity to fight to oblivion without having to worry about opponents running out.
Varian lowered his head and chucked. To the onlookers, he seemed like a madman.
"Stop embarrassing me, you dimwit. Shut that smile." Ajac gave Varian a derisive glance as they stopped in front of a simple glass building.
Many people were eating inside, enjoying all sorts of foods. Some smells were appetizing while others were plain revolting.
"Eat as much as you want, the more you spend, the more interest I'll get." Ajac slammed the table and asked them to order.