Kaya immediately put Veer in charge of the military transition. The Vulture chief was entirely in his element. He prowled through the canyon with a terrifying, predatory grace, organizing the surrendered Snake guards into functional squads and integrating them with the fifty original recruits. He stripped the upper-echelon commanders of their venom-tipped weapons, replacing them with standard steel, and established a strict, rotating perimeter watch. No one dared to question him. The fresh blood still staining his dark coat and the memory of the massacre in the treasury ensured absolute compliance.
Cutie, meanwhile, was appointed as the Master of the Treasury and Logistics, a title he accepted with a happy, rumbling grunt. He spent the morning dragging the shattered chests of gold into a secure vault, throwing out the acid-melted coins, and taking inventory of the canyon's massive food stores.
