Damon could not emphasize enough how much better being rich was compared to being poor.
And a step above being rich—was having power. The ability to influence others around you.
It was quite convenient, after all.
Money and power were the reasons he now had an entire suite aboard an airship flying thousands of meters in the air, with gentle clouds drifting past.
Damon watched the sky from an open balcony on the airship.
This particular model had a slick modern design, reinforced with sleek metal frames. Its body was long and vertical—vastly different from the older airship models that looked like seafaring vessels with sails.
Come to think of it, he had seen the ruined hulls of these same 'modern' models buried in Lysithara...
Lysithara had too many secrets tucked away in its ancient ruins.
'Doesn't that mean these models are actually old?'
