Chapter 359: Your Dad's the Commander? I Don't Buy It

The train rolled to a slow stop in the Southeast capital, Jermonby. The station was a churning sea of people, voices and footsteps blending into a constant roar. As the doors slid open, a conductor leaned in and shouted, "Jermonby! Jermonby's here! Anyone getting off, move it! Don't forget your belongings!" Daniel Lyson and Maxton Warth stepped out one after the other. The special forces filed out behind them as well, moving as a group toward the exit. Passengers poured out of the other cars...