Garenjazz watched as the chaos was getting worse and worse. His face was turning more and more conflicted.
"Too much! What's going on? This chaos is supposed to help me?" Garenjazz frowned. He had seen how Myrth's ship was suddenly hurling over the European nations and disappeared without a trace. Earth was becoming more and more guarded. And the Principal was scheduled to arrive within two months!
Earth has taken a turn for the worse. The sudden appearance of these large ships will draw even more panic.
"Looks like it's every Presider for themselves. Earth will be afraid, and Presiders will probably create alliances with each nation now. The Prime Orbital will probably be used as a sanctuary for the fights against each Presider. Whichever Presider will step outside of that Orbital has the intentions of waging war with the rest..."
He then noticed the many movements with the WGP.
The World's Helm was assuming its war form.
