It didn't take long for Astra to arrive at where Jax was, the Storm Dragoness arrived with Thunder.
Not the violent kind that shattered towers or split the sky in half, but a rolling, playful storm that announced itself long before she appeared.
~WHOOSH!~
Wind surged through the high command spire's open terraces, banners snapping hard as arcs of pale violet lightning danced harmlessly along the obsidian railings. The air pressure shifted, light and sharp, charged with ozone and rain that never quite fell.
Hydra arrived some moments before her and smirked as she stepped aside, "She's in a good mood. Don't mess it up," She gave a cheeky comment to Jax, who didn't immediately turn.
He remained at the edge of the spire, hands clasped behind his back, eyes still on the sprawling capital below.
He watched some of the high speed railways zoom by, carrying newly acquired resources that they had obtained from raiding the Merchant Foundation.
